Sungleams Rondeaux and Sonnets. By the Rev. Richard Wilton |
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XXXV. THE BLACK ROCK;
Or, The Mountain above Laudale, Loch Sunart.
Right up, as if to touch the sky, it towers,A mighty frowning mass, with many a seam
On its dark brow, graved deep by rushing stream—
Stern chronicle of Nature's wildest hours.
Shadowed by hanging woods the mountain lowers
Even at noontide, like a dreadful dream—
Taking no brightness from the summer gleam,
Shedding no lustre from its shaggy bowers.
But lo! a fair white bird, with sunlit wings,
Across the mountain's gloomy bosom glides,
And a relieving ray of gladness brings:
So, past those awful heights where Judgment hides,
Grace, like an angel flies—and flying, sings;
And hopeless fear in grateful love subsides.
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