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Bubbles

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As I went through the wood, the wood,     Through fern and pimpernel,     A water fell, a water stood,     Twinkling within a dell,     And Naiad fancies, gleaming, hung     Like bubbles there the moss among.     And as I sat beside the fall     And watched a rainbow beam,     There rose a dream, a spirit tall,     Out of the woodland stream:     Bright, prismed bubbles in her hair,     She rose and smiled upon me there.     But as I gazed at her and gazed,     Dim bubbles grew her eyes;     And frail of dyes her body raised,     And'vanished in the skies:     And with the spirit went my dream     A rainbow bubble of the stream.

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