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The Bridge Builder

            An old man trav’ling a lone highway

came at the evening cold and gray

            To a chasm vast and deep and wide. 

The old man crossed in the twilight dim;

            The swollen stream had not fear for him.

But he turned when safe on the other side,

            And built a bridge to span the tide.

            Old man, said a fellow pilgrim near,

            You are wasting your strength in building here.

            Your journey will end with the ending day.

            You never again will pas this way.

            You’ve crossed the chasm deep and wide,

            Why build you this bridge at evening tide?”

            The guilder lifted his old grey head.

“Good friend, in the path I have come,” he said,

“There followeth after me today,

A youth whose feet must pass this way,

This chasm that has been as naught to me,

To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be

He, too, must cross in the twilight dim.

Good friend, I am building the bridge for him.”

                                   

Anonymous as cited in (Crowley, p. 192)