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IN summer dusk the valley lies With far flun

IN summer dusk the valley lies
With far flung shadow veil
A cloud sea laps the precipice
Before the evening gale
The welter of the cloud waves grey
Cuts off from keenest sight
The glacier looking out by day
O'er all the district far away
And crowned with golden light.
But o'er the smouldering cloud wrack's flow
Where gold and amber kiss
Stands up the archipelago
A home of shining peace.
The mountain eagle seems to sail
A ship far seen at even
And over all a serried pale
Of peaks like giants ranked in mail
Fronts westward threatening heaven.
But look a steading nestles close
Beneath the ice fields bound
Where purple cliffs and glittering snows
The quiet home surround.
Here place and people seem to be
A world apart alone
Cut off from men by spate and scree
It has a heaven more broad more free
A sunshine all its own.
Look mute the saeter maiden stays
Half shadow half aflame
The deep still vision of her gaze
Was never word to name.
She names it not herself nor knows
What goal my be its will
While cow bells chime and alp horn blows
It bears her where the sunset glows
Or maybe further still.
Too brief thy life on highland wolds
Where close the glaciers jut
Too soon the snowstorm's cloak enfolds
Stone byre and pine log hut.
Then wilt thou ply with hearth ablaze
The winter's well worn tasks
But spin thy wool with cheerful face
One sunset in the mountain pays
For all their winter asks..

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