ON THE BRIDGE.

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MIDNIGHT falls across hollow gulfs of
night
As a stone that falls in a sounding well;
Under us the Seine flows through dark and light,
While the beat of time—hark!—is audible.

Lights on bank and bridge glitter gold and red,
Lights upon the stream glitter red and white;
Under us the night, and the night overhead.
We together, we alone together in the night.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

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