In life’s warm prime to feel the spoiler’s blight?
Oh! not to those who know—to live aright!’
FROM MOUNTAINS AT THE DAWN OF DAY.
From mountains at the dawn of day
That wide and far their shadows send,
Beneath the sun’s more perfect ray
Brief and more brief the shades extend.
Till, risen the god to noontide height,
They’re bathed in living, gorgeous light.
’Tis thus the soul, through earthly taint