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William Allingham - The Bubble
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     See the pretty planet!
       Floating sphere!
     Faintest breeze will fan it
       Far or near;

     World as light as feather;
       Moonshine rays,
     Rainbow tints together,
       As it plays.

     Drooping, sinking, failing,
       Nigh to earth,
     Mounting, whirling, sailing,
       Full of mirth;

     Life there, welling, flowing,
       Waving round;
     Pictures coming, going,
       Without sound.

     Quick now, be this airy
       Globe repelled!
     Never can the fairy
       Star be held.

     Touched--it in a twinkle
       Disappears!
     Leaving but a sprinkle,
       As of tears.
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