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for ever in their restless flight
 * The generations of earth's teeming womb
 * Rise into being and lapse into the tomb

Like transient bubbles sparkling in the light; They sink in quick succession out of sight
 * Into the thick insuperable gloom
 * Our futile lives in flashing by illume—

Lightning which mocks the darkness of the night.

Nay—but consider, though we change and die,
 * If men must pass shall Man not still remain?
 * As the unnumbered drops of summer rain

Whose changing particles unchanged on high,
 * Fixed, in perpetual motion, yet maintain

The mystic bow emblazoned on the sky.