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<h2><SPAN name="The_Flight" id="The_Flight"></SPAN><b>The Flight.</b></h2>
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<span>Upon a cloud among the stars we stood.<br /></span>
<span class="i1">The angel raised his hand and looked and said,<br /></span>
<span class="i1">"Which world, of all yon starry myriad<br /></span>
<span>Shall we make wing to?" The still solitude<br /></span>
<span>Became a harp whereon his voice and mood<br /></span>
<span class="i1">Made spheral music round his haloed head.<br /></span>
<span class="i1">I spake—for then I had not long been dead—<br /></span>
<span>"Let me look round upon the vasts, and brood<br /></span>
<span>A moment on these orbs ere I decide ...<br /></span>
<span class="i1">What is yon lower star that beauteous shines<br /></span>
<span class="i1">And with soft splendor now incarnadines<br /></span>
<span>Our wings?—<i>There</i> would I go and there abide."<br /></span>
<span class="i1">He smiled as one who some child's thought divines:<br /></span>
<span class="i1">"That is the world where yesternight you died."<br /></span>
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<div class="author"><span class="smcap">L. Mifflin.</span></div>
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