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LAKE WINNIPISEOGEE.
One day the River of Life flowed o'er
The verge of heaven's enchanted shore,
And falling without lapse or break.
Its waters formed this wondrous lake.
The verge of heaven's enchanted shore,
And falling without lapse or break.
Its waters formed this wondrous lake.
Hence the far sheen of Eden palms
Is mirrored in its silvery calms,
And all its rich cerulean dyes
Are deep as Raphael's splendid eyes.
Is mirrored in its silvery calms,
And all its rich cerulean dyes
Are deep as Raphael's splendid eyes.
And hence the unimagined grace
Which sanctifies this lonely place,—
A subtle, soft, ethereal spell
Of light and sound ineffable.
Which sanctifies this lonely place,—
A subtle, soft, ethereal spell
Of light and sound ineffable.
Surely such tempered glory paints
The mystic City of the Saints;
Such music breathes its dying falls
Above the heavenly palace walls.
The mystic City of the Saints;
Such music breathes its dying falls
Above the heavenly palace walls.
O lake of peace! whose still expanse
Gleams through a golden-misted trance,
Earth holds thee sacred and apart,
The cloistered darling of her heart.
Gleams through a golden-misted trance,
Earth holds thee sacred and apart,
The cloistered darling of her heart.
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