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Prince Henry God's blessing on the architects who build	A
The bridges o'er swift rivers and abysses	B
Before impassable to human feet	C
No less than on the builders of cathedrals	B
Whose massive walls are bridges thrown across	B
The dark and terrible abyss of Death	D
Well has the name of Pontifex been given	E
Unto the Church's head as the chief builder	F
And architect of the invisible bridge	G
That leads from earth to heaven	E
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Elsie How dark it grows	B
What are these paintings on the walls around us	B
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Prince Henry The Dance Macaber	F
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Elsie What	H
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Prince Henry The Dance of Death	D
All that go to and fro must look upon it	I
Mindful of what they shall be while beneath	J
Among the wooden piles the turbulent river	F
Rushes impetuous as the river of life	K
With dimpling eddies ever green and bright	L
Save where the shadow of this bridge falls on it	I
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Elsie O yes I see it now	M
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Prince Henry The grim musician	E
Leads all men through the mazes of that dance	B
To different sounds in different measures moving	N
Sometimes he plays a lute sometimes a drum	O
To tempt or terrify	P
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Elsie What is this picture	F
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Prince Henry It is a young man singing to a nun	E
Who kneels at her devotions but in kneeling	N
Turns round to look at him and Death meanwhile	Q
Is putting out the candles on the altar	F
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Elsie Ah what a pity 't is that she should listen	E
to such songs when in her orisons	B
She might have heard in heaven the angels singing	N
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Prince Henry Here he has stolen a jester's cap and bells	B
And dances with the Queen	R
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Elsie A foolish jest	S
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Prince Henry And here the heart of the new wedded wife	K
Coming from church with her beloved lord	T
He startles with the rattle of his drum	O
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Elsie Ah that is sad And yet perhaps 't is best	S
That she should die with all the sunshine on her	F
And all the benedictions of the morning	N
Before this affluence of golden light	L
Shall fade into a cold and clouded gray	F
Then into darkness	B
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Prince Henry Under it is written	E
'Nothing but death shall separate thee and me '	-
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Elsie And what is this that follows close upon it	I
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Prince Henry Death playing on a ducimer Behind him	U
A poor old woman with a rosary	F
Follows the sound and seems to wish her feet	C
Were swifter to o'ertake him Underneath	J
The inscription reads 'Better is Death than Life '	-
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Elsie Better is Death than Life Ah yes to thousands	B
Death plays upon a dulcimer and sings	B
That song of consolation till the air	F
Rings with it and they cannot choose but follow	V
Whither he leads And not the old alone	W
But the young also hear it and are still	X
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Prince Henry Yes in their sadder moments 'T is the sound	Y
Of their own hearts they hear half full of tears	B
Which are like crystal cups half filled with water	F
Responding to the pressure of a finger	F
With music sweet and low and melancholy	F
Let us go forward and no longer stay	F
In this great picture gallery of Death	D
I hate it ay the very thought of it	I
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Elsie Why is it hateful to you	Z
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Prince Henry For the reason	E
That life and all that speaks of life is lovely	F
And death and all that speaks of death is hateful	A2
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Elsie The grave is but a covered bridge	G
leading from light to light through a brief darkness	B
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Prince Henry emerging from the bridge I breathe again more	F
freely Ah how pleasant	B2
To come once more into the light of day	F
Out of that shadow of death To hear again	C2
The hoof beats of our horses on firm ground	Y
And not upon those hollow planks resounding	N
With a sepulchral echo like the clods	B
On coffins in a churchyard Yonder lies	B
The Lake of the Four Forest Towns apparelled	Y
In light and lingering like a village maiden	E
Hid in the bosom of her native mountains	B
Then pouring all her life into another's	B
Changing her name and being Overhead	Y
Shaking his cloudy tresses loose in air	F
Rises Pilatus with his windy pines	B
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They pass on	D2
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THE DEVIL'S BRIDGE	G
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PRINCE HENRY and ELSIE crossing with attendants	B
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Guide This bridge is called the Devil's Bridge	G
With a single arch from ridge to ridge	G
It leaps across the terrible chasm	O
Yawning beneath us black and deep	E2
As if in some convulsive spasm	O
the summits of the hills had cracked	Y
and made a road for the cataract	Y
That raves and rages down the steep	E2
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Lucifer under the bridge Ha ha	F2
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Guide Never any bridge but this	B
Could stand across the wild abyss	B
All the rest of wood or stone	W
By the Devil's hand were overthrown	W
He toppled crags from the precipice	B
And whatsoe'er was built by day	Y
In the night was swept away	Y
None could stand but this alone	W
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Lucifer under the bridge Ha ha	F2
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Guide I showed you in the valley a boulder	F
Marked with the imprint of his shoulder	F
As he was bearing it up this way	Y
A peasant passing cried 'Herr Je '	-
And the Devil dropped it in his fright	Y
And vanished suddenly out of sight	Y
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Lucifer under the bridge Ha ha	F2
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Guide Abbot Giraldus of Einsiedel	A2
For pilgrims on their way to Rome	G2
Built this at last with a single arch	H2
Under which on its endless march	H2
Runs the river white with foam	G2
Like a thread through the eye of a needle	A2
And the Devil promised to let it stand	Y
Under compact and condition	E
That the first living thing which crossed	Y
Should be surrendered into his hand	Y
And be beyond redemption lost	Y
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Lucifer under the bridge Ha ha perdition	E
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Guide At length the bridge being all completed	Y
The Abbot standing at its head	Y
Threw across it a loaf of bread	Y
Which a hungry dog sprang after	F
And the rocks reechoed with peals of laughter	F
To see the Devil thus defeated	Y
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They pass on	E
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Lucifer under the bridge Ha ha defeated	Y
For journeys and for crimes like this	B
To let the bridge stand o'er the abyss	B
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THE ST GOTHARD PASS	B
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Prince Henry This is the highest point Two ways the rivers	B
Leap down to different seas and as they roll	A2
Grow deep and still and their majestic presence	B
Becomes a benefaction to the towns	B
They visit wandering silently among them	I2
Like patriarchs old among their shining tents	B
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Elsie How bleak and bare it is Nothing but mosses	B
Grow on these rocks	B
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Prince Henry Yet are they not forgotten	E
Beneficent Nature sends the mists to feed them	I2
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Elsie See yonder little cloud that borne aloft	Y
So tenderly by the wind floats fast away	Y
Over the snowy peaks It seems to me	F
The body of St Catherine borne by angels	B
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Prince Henry Thou art St Catherine and invisible angels	B
Bear thee across these chasms and precipices	B
Lest thou shouldst dash thy feet against a stone	E
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Elsie Would I were borne unto my grave as she was	B
Upon angelic shoulders Even now	E
I Seem uplifted by them light as air	F
What sound is that	Y
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Prince Henry The tumbling avalanches	B
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Elsie How awful yet how beautiful	A2
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Prince Henry These are	F
The voices of the mountains Thus they ope	E2
Their snowy lips and speak unto each other	F
In the primeval language lost to man	E
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Elsie What land is this that spreads itself beneath us	B
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Prince Henry Italy Italy	F
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Elsie Land of the Madonna	E
How beautiful it is It seems a garden	E
Of Paradise	B
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Prince Henry Nay of Gethsemane	E
To thee and me of passion and of prayer	F
Yet once of Paradise Long years ago	V
I wandered as a youth among its bowers	B
And never from my heart has faded quite	Y
Its memory that like a summer sunset	Y
Encircles with a ring of purple light	Y
All the horizon of my youth	J2
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Guide O friends	B
The days are short the way before us long	K2
We must not linger if we think to reach	L2
The inn at Belinzona before vespers	B
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They pass on	E
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AT THE FOOT OF THE ALPS	B
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A halt under the trees at noon	E
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Prince Henry Here let us pause a moment in the trembling	N
Shadow and sunshine of the roadside trees	B
And our tired horses in a group assembling	N
Inhale long draughts of this delicious breeze	B
Our fleeter steeds have distanced our attendants	B
They lag behind us with a slower pace	B
We will await them under the green pendants	B
Of the great w	-