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In A Glass of Cider. It seemed I was a mite of sediment. That waited for the bottom to ferment. So I could catch a bubble in ascent. I rode up on one till the bubble burst, And when that left me to sink back reversed. I was no worse off than I was at first. I'd catch another bubble if I waited. The thing was to get now and then elated.

Robert Frost