The fate of the soap-bubble is a lesson put into rime by Katherine Pyle:
“I am little,” the soap-bubble said, “just now;
Oh, yes, I am small, I know”;
(This is what it said to the penny pipe);
“But watch and see me grow.
“Now, look! and reflected in me you’ll see
The windows, the chairs and door.
I’m a whole little world; did you ever know
Such a wonderful thing before?
“And only look at my colors bright,
Crimson and green and blue,
You could hardly hope such a lovely thing
Would ever stay here with you.
“And I feel so light!” the bubble cried;
“I’m going now; good-by!
I shall float and float away from here,
Out under the shining sky.
“I shall float--” But puff! the bubble broke.
The pipe near the nursery floor
Never looked nor spoke, but went on with its work,
And blew a great many more.
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