I stood on the bridge at midnight,. As the clocks were striking the hour,. I saw her bright reflection. In the waters under me,. Like a golden goblet falling. And sinking into the sea. And far in the hazy distance. Of that lovely night in June,. The blaze of the flaming furnace. Gleamed redder than the moon. Among the long, black rafters. The wavering shadows lay,. And the current that came from the ocean.

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