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MIST.
I can rejoice that I have not been bornIn southern climes, where heavens are deep and clear;
Where stars are brighter, and the hues of morn
And sunset shine with richer glow than here;
Where spring meets autumn in the circling year;
Where myrtles flower, and palm-trees wave on high;
For, had I lived in such an atmosphere,
The solemn glories of a northern sky
Would bring to me not joy, but gloom and dread;—
The veils of rainy mist that magnify
The mighty hills and glaciers round me spread;
While in the clouds is lost the mountain's head,
And every hollow to the baffled eye
Seems like a sea's unfathomable bed.
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