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CITIES IN THE SAND.

While the sun is gilding
Sea and sky and land,
Little hands are building
Cities in the sand.

Spire and dome and column,
Rising high and grand,
Churches still and solemn
Built of granite sand.

Shining streets and portals
Wrought by brain and hand,
The conceits of mortals
Builded in the sand.

Boldly o'er the gravel
Come a noisy band,
Ah! They soon will level
Cities in the sand.

Tossing, roaring, tumbling,
Laughing, sporting and
Washing down and crumbling
Cities in the sand.

Where are all the toilers?
Where are they who planned
For the sportive spoilers
Cities in the sand?

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