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THE BRIDGE.
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hind the dark church tower. And
grazed on that wave and sky! How
great - er than I could bear. But
thought of oth - er years. And for-
like . . those wa - ters rush - ing A -
oft - en, O, how oft - en, I had
now it has fall - en from me, It is
ev - er and for - ev - er, As
mong the wood - en pier, A
wished that the ebb - ing tide Would
bur - ied in - the sea; And
long as the riv - er flows, As
