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To thee O father of the stately peaks	A
Above me in the loftier light to thee	B
Imperial brother of those awful hills	C
Whose feet are set in splendid spheres of flame	D
Whose heads are where the gods are and whose sides	E
Of strength are belted round with all the zones	F
Of all the world I dedicate these songs	G
And if within the compass of this book	H
There lives and glows ONE verse in which there beats	I
The pulse of wind and torrent if ONE line	J
Is here that like a running water sounds	K
And seems an echo from the lands of leaf	L
Be sure that line is thine Here in this home	M
Away from men and books and all the schools	N
I take thee for my Teacher In thy voice	O
Of deathless majesty I kneeling hear	P
God's grand authentic Gospel Year by year	Q
The great sublime cantata of thy storm	R
Strikes through my spirit fills it with a life	S
Of startling beauty Thou my Bible art	T
With holy leaves of rock and flower and tree	B
And moss and shining runnel From each page	U
That helps to make thy awful volume I	V
Have learned a noble lesson In the psalm	W
Of thy grave winds and in the liturgy	B
Of singing waters lo my soul has heard	X
The higher worship and from thee indeed	Y
The broad foundations of a finer hope	Z
Were gathered in and thou hast lifted up	A2
The blind horizon for a larger faith	B2
Moreover walking in exalted woods	C2
Of naked glory in the green and gold	D2
Of forest sunshine I have paused like one	E2
With all the life transfigured and a flood	F2
Of light ineffable has made me feel	G2
As felt the grand old prophets caught away	H2
By flames of inspiration but the words	I2
Sufficient for the story of my Dream	J2
Are far too splendid for poor human lips	K2
But thou to whom I turn with reverent eyes	L2
O stately Father whose majestic face	M2
Shines far above the zone of wind and cloud	N2
Where high dominion of the morning is	O2
Thou hast the Song complete of which my songs	G
Are pallid adumbrations Certain sounds	K
Of strong authentic sorrow in this book	H
May have the sob of upland torrents these	P2
And only these may touch the great World's heart	T
For lo they are the issues of that grief	L
Which makes a man more human and his life	S
More like that frank exalted life of thine	J
But in these pages there are other tones	F
In which thy large superior voice is not	Q2
Through which no beauty that resembles thine	J
Has ever shone THESE are the broken words	I2
Of blind occasions when the World has come	R2
Between me and my Dream No song is here	P
Of mighty compass for my singing robes	S2
I've worn in stolen moments All my days	T2
Have been the days of a laborious life	S
And ever on my struggling soul has burned	U2
The fierce heat of this hurried sphere But thou	V2
To whose fair majesty I dedicate	W2
My book of rhymes thou hast the perfect rest	X2
Which makes the heaven of the highest gods	Y2
To thee the noises of this violent time	Z2
Are far faint whispers and from age to age	U
Within the world and yet apart from it	A3
Thou standest Round thy lordly capes the sea	B
Rolls on with a superb indifference	B3
For ever in thy deep green gracious glens	C3
The silver fountains sing for ever Far	D3
Above dim ghosts of waters in the caves	E3
The royal robe of morning on thy head	F3
Abides for ever Evermore the wind	G3
Is thy august companion and thy peers	H3
Are cloud and thunder and the face sublime	Z2
Of blue mid heaven On thy awful brow	V2
Is Deity and in that voice of thine	J
There is the great imperial utterance	B3
Of God for ever and thy feet are set	I3
Where evermore through all the days and years	H3
There rolls the grand hymn of the deathless wave	J3

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