Higher! Higher!
Up I go!
Now the spire,
Which I know,
Goes to where
The sky is blue;
Seems no higher
Than I to you.
High! High!
See me fly!
Lower, lower,
Down I swing;
Slower, slower,
On the wing,
Gently sailing
To and fro,
Almost failing
Now to go.
Low, low,
Slow, slow.
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