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SUNDAY MORNING
FROM THE STANZERHORN
Rose-red the Glarnisch kindled, spire on spire
The peaks of Oberland put off the night,
Pilatus gleamed, and suddenly from sight
The whole lake vanished 'neath a mist of fire;
Then from the fleecy billows flooding higher
Upstood new islands, over bay and bight
The gentler mountains flashed a tenderer light,
And every cloud became an angel choir.
The peaks of Oberland put off the night,
Pilatus gleamed, and suddenly from sight
The whole lake vanished 'neath a mist of fire;
Then from the fleecy billows flooding higher
Upstood new islands, over bay and bight
The gentler mountains flashed a tenderer light,
And every cloud became an angel choir.
The travailing earth with all its work and woes
Lay veiled beneath that vast translucent throng,
But, as up-trembling came the soft bells' chime,
A fairer Eden out of chaos rose
To sound of Sabbath joy and seraph song,
With presage of an unlaborious time.
Lay veiled beneath that vast translucent throng,
But, as up-trembling came the soft bells' chime,
A fairer Eden out of chaos rose
To sound of Sabbath joy and seraph song,
With presage of an unlaborious time.
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