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Mountains of heaven, in stainless white ye shine,

Islanded in calm of pearl- and sapphire-blue!

The pillared heights are lifted into view

In spectral power reposeful as divine.

A timeless peace abides in every line

Soft moulded from the quarries of the dew,

Yet fateful fire the inmost heart throbs through,

And thunder slumbers in the brows benign.

Paling before the massive whiteness there,

The faltering moon comes up the waiting night;

The faithful stars, like folded lilies, sleep

Till Love's wide wonder of the lullëd air

Melts with its rose-tipt crests in azure deep,

And sets the skyey plains abloom with light.