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AEons ago ye were	A
Before the struggling changeful race of man	B
Wrought into being ere the tragic stir	A
Of human toil and deep desire began	B
So shall ye still remain	C
Lords of an elder and immutable race	D
When many a broad metropolis of the plain	C
Or thronging port by some renowned shore	E
Is sunk in nameless ruin and its place	D
Recalled no more	E
	-
Empires have come and gone	F
And glorious cities fallen in their prime	G
Divine far echoing names once writ in stone	H
Have vanished in the dust and void of time	G
But ye firm set secure	I
Like Treasure in the hardness of God's palm	J
Are yet the same for ever ye endure	I
By virtue of an old slow ripening word	K
In your grey majesty and sovereign calm	J
Untouched unstirred	K
	-
Tempest and thunderstroke	L
With whirlwinds dipped in midnight at the core	E
Have torn strange furrows through your forest cloak	L
And made your hollow gorges clash and roar	E
And scarred your brows in vain	C
Around your barren heads and granite steeps	D
Tempestuous grey battalions of the rain	C
Charge and recharge across the plateaued floors	D
Drenching the serried pines and the hail sweeps	D
Your pitiless scaurs	D
	-
The long midsummer heat	K
Chars the thin leafage of your rocks in fire	A
Autumn with windy robe and ruinous feet	K
On your wide forests wreaks his fell desire	A
Heaping in barbarous wreck	L
The treasure of your sweet and prosperous days	D
And lastly the grim tyrant at whose beck	L
Channels are turned to stone and tempests wheel	M
On brow and breast and shining shoulder lays	D
His hand of steel	M
	-
And yet not harsh alone	H
Nor wild nor bitter are your destinies	D
O fair and sweet for all your heart of stone	H
Who gather beauty round your Titan knees	D
As the lens gathers light	K
The dawn gleams rosy on your splendid brows	D
The sun at noonday folds you in his might	K
And swathes your forehead at his going down	N
Last leaving where he first in pride bestows	D
His golden crown	N
	-
In unregarded glooms	D
Where hardly shall a human footstep pass	D
Myriads of ferns and soft maianthemums	D
Or lily breathing slender pyrolas	D
Distil their hearts for you	O
Far in your pine clad fastnesses ye keep	P
Coverts the lonely thrush shall wander through	O
With echoes that seem ever to recede	K
Touching from pine to pine from steep to steep	P
His ghostly reed	K
	-
The fierce things of the wild	K
Find food and shelter in your tenantless rocks	D
The eagle on whose wings the dawn hath smiled	K
The loon the wild cat and the bright eyed fox	D
For far away indeed	K
Are all the ominous noises of mankind	K
The slaughterer's malice and the trader's greed	K
Your rugged haunts endure no slavery	Q
No treacherous hand is there to crush or bind	K
But all are free	Q
	-
Therefore out of the stir	A
Of cities and the ever thickening press	D
The poet and the worn philosopher	A
To your bare peaks and radiant loneliness	D
Escape and breathe once more	E
The wind of the Eternal that clear mood	K
Which Nature and the elder ages bore	E
Lends them new courage and a second prime	G
At rest upon the cool infinitude	K
Of Space and Time	G
	-
The mists of troublous days	D
The horror of fierce hands and fraudful lips	D
The blindness gathered in Life's aimless ways	D
Fade from them and the kind Earth spirit strips	D
The bandage from their eyes	D
Touches their hearts and bids them feel and see	Q
Beauty and Knowledge with that rare apprise	D
Pour over them from some divine abode	K
Falling as in a flood of memory	Q
The bliss of God	K
	-
I too perchance some day	K
When Love and Life have fallen far apart	K
Shall slip the yoke and seek your upward way	K
And make my dwelling in your changeless heart	K
And there in some quiet glade	K
Some virgin plot of turf some innermost dell	R
Pure with cool water and inviolate shade	K
I'll build a blameless altar to the dear	S
And kindly gods who guard your haunts so well	R
From hurt or fear	S
	-
There I will dream day long	L
And honour them in many sacred ways	D
With hushed melody and uttered song	L
And golden meditation and with praise	D
I'll touch them with a prayer	T
To clothe my spirit as your might is clad	K
With all things bountiful divine and fair	T
Yet inwardly to make me hard and true	O
Wide seeing passionless immutably glad	K
And strong like you	O

Archibald Lampman

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