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I BUILT A BRIDGE OF FANCIES. I built a bridge of fancies, It reached from earth to heaven, Yet scarcely ere completed, Its slender chains were riven; So many shadows crossed it, In colors decked SO bright, No wonder that they broke it, Although their weight was light, Although their weight was light. Yet stay, I now remember, 'Twas a blinding storm of rain Fell from my eyelids heavy, Raising a mist of pain; When next I gazed with longing, In one short Summer's day, All I had loved had vanished, My bridge was swept away, My bridge was swept away.