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XLII. THE HEIGHTS ABOVE DUNGEON GHYLL FORCE.
I climbed unto a summit lone,
With waters round me flowing,
When the blaze of the unclouded noon
On Loughrigg tarn was glowing;
And Bowfell, like a maiden coy,
Shrouded in clouds her brow,
But unblamed the sunbeams showered joy
Upon the vale below.
With waters round me flowing,
When the blaze of the unclouded noon
On Loughrigg tarn was glowing;
And Bowfell, like a maiden coy,
Shrouded in clouds her brow,
But unblamed the sunbeams showered joy
Upon the vale below.
In sooth it was a beauteous sight,
Of all unearthly glory,
Such as in childhood we delight
To paint in faëry story;
Though words all impotent I deem
That beauty to declare,
Imaginations wildest dream
No vision half so fair.
Of all unearthly glory,
Such as in childhood we delight
To paint in faëry story;
Though words all impotent I deem
That beauty to declare,
Imaginations wildest dream
No vision half so fair.
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But would'st thou go to Loughrigg, go
At evening's witching hour,
When sunset-lights their radiance throw
On copsewood, heath, and bower;
Where imbedded in their calm retreat
The cottage windows gleam,
And thy gentle waters, Rothay, greet
Thy brother's wider stream.
At evening's witching hour,
When sunset-lights their radiance throw
On copsewood, heath, and bower;
Where imbedded in their calm retreat
The cottage windows gleam,
And thy gentle waters, Rothay, greet
Thy brother's wider stream.
Then all silent is the fern-clad moor,
No human sound is near,
Save when some solitary oar
Is heard on Windermere.
Oh then, dear Loughrigg, on the heart
May thy kind influence fall,
Nerving it still to bear its part
In life's stern ordeal.
No human sound is near,
Save when some solitary oar
Is heard on Windermere.
Oh then, dear Loughrigg, on the heart
May thy kind influence fall,
Nerving it still to bear its part
In life's stern ordeal.
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