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The Beautiful City Forever	A
Its rapturous praises resound	B
We fain would behold it but never	A
A glimpse of its dory is found	B
We slacken our lips at the tender	A
White breasts of our mothers to hear	C
Of its marvellous beauty and splendor	A
We see but the gleam of a tear	D
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Yet never the story may tire us	E
First graven in symbols of stone	F
Rewritten on scrolls of papyrus	E
And parchment and scattered and blown	F
By the winds of the tongues of all nations	E
Like a litter of leaves wildly whirled	G
Down the rack of a hundred translations	E
From the earliest lisp of the world	G
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We compass the earth and the ocean	H
From the Orient's uttermost light	I
To where the last ripple in motion	H
Lips hem of the skirt of the night	I
But the Beautiful City evades us	E
No spire of it glints in the sun	H
No glad bannered battlement shades us	E
When all our Journey is done	H
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Where lies it We question and listen	H
We lean from the mountain or mast	J
And see but dull earth or the glisten	H
Of seas inconceivably vast	J
The dust of the one blurs our vision	H
The glare of the other our brain	K
Nor city nor island Elysian	K
In all of the land or the main	K
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We kneel in dim fanes where the thunders	E
Of organs tumultuous roll	L
And the longing heart listens and wonders	E
And the eyes look aloft from the soul	L
But the chanson grows fainter and fainter	A
Swoons wholly away and is dead	M
AND our eyes only reach where the painter	A
Has dabbled a saint overhead	M
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The Beautiful City O mortal	N
Fare hopefully on in thy quest	O
Pass down through the green grassy portal	N
That leads to the Valley of Rest	O
There first passed the One who in pity	P
Of all thy great yearning awaits	E
To point out The Beautiful City	P
And loosen the trump at the gates	E

James Whitcomb Riley

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