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Upon the lofty rim we breathless stand,
As thy stupendous, myriad structures glow
With color's opulence, while far below
The raging river seems a slender band.
Thou deemst thou art eternal, yet thy grand,
Unrivalled palaces will surely go
In wreck adown the ages as they flow,
While other beauties will their place command.
Time is for man alone, and not for Him
Who bade the light forevermore to be,
And thee in all its amethyst to swim.
The Lord that fashioned us has fashioned thee,
And as we put our puny hands in thine,
We thrill to feel that we are both divine.