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Yon vale among the mountains	A
So sheltered from the sea	B
That lake which lies so lonely	B
Shall tell their tale to thee	B
	-
Here stood a stately convent	C
Where now the waters sleep	D
Here floated sweeter music	E
Than comes from yonder deep	D
Above the holy building	F
The summer cloud would rest	G
And listen where to heaven	H
Rose hymns to God addressed	G
For the hills took up the chanting	F
And from their emerald wall	I
The sounds they loved would lingering	F
In fainter accents fall	I
	-
Hard by beside a streamlet	G
Fast flowing from a well	J
A nun in long past ages	K
Had built her sainted cell	J
To her in dreams 'twas given	H
As sacred task and charge	L
To keep unchanged for ever	M
The bright Spring's mossy marge	L
Peace shall with joys attendant	G
For ever here abide	G
While reverently and faithfully	B
You guard its taintless tide	G
	-
And when she knew her spirit	G
Was summoned to its rest	G
To all around her gathered	G
She gave that high behest	G
And many followed after	M
To seek the life she chose	N
Till like a flower in glory	B
The cloistered convent rose	N
	-
Through Scotland's times of bloodshed	G
Of foray feud and raid	G
Their home became the haven	H
Where storm and strife were stayed	G
Men blessed each dark robed Sister	M
And thought an angel trod	G
Where walked in love and meekness	N
A lowly maid of God	G
	-
Right happy were they lighting	F
With love those days of doom	O
For heart need ne'er be darkened	G
By any garment's gloom	O
Yes often life thereafter	M
Was here with gladness crowned	G
For sad as seemed their vesture	M
The peace of God was found	G
His holiness in beauty	B
Made every trial seem	P
A rock that lies all harmless	N
Deep hidden in a stream	P
While life was pure there never	M
Was wish in thought to gain	Q
The world where far behind them	R
The black nuns left their pain	Q
And time but flew too quickly	B
O'er that friend circle small	I
Where each one loved her neighbour	M
And God was loved of all	I
	-
Still from its beauteous chalice	N
That well's unceasing store	M
Poured forth through whispering channels	N
The crystal load it bore	M
Hope seemed to bring the fountain	H
To seek the light of day	G
Faith made it bright Obedience	N
Smoothed hallowing its way	G
Full many a gorgeous Summer	M
Woke heather into bloom	O
And oft cold stars in Winter	M
Looked on a Sister's tomb	O
Before the joy had withered	G
That virtue once had nursed	G
Before their Lord and Master	M
Grew love for things accursed	G
Lo then the stream neglected	G
Forsook its wonted way	G
In stagnant pools dark tainted	G
Its wandering waters lay	G
	-
There choked by moorland ridges	N
Black with the growth of peat	G
Beneath the quaking surface	N
The fetid floods would meet	G
Till rising spreading ever	M
Above the chalice green	S
Of that fair Well they covered	G
The place where it had been	T
Then near the careless convent	G
Within the hill's deep shade	G
The Fate which works in silence	N
A lake had slowly made	G
As evil knows not halting	F
When passions strongly flow	U
So daily deeper deeper	M
Would those dark waters grow	U
Till on an awful midnight	G
When red the windows flamed	G
And song and jest and revel	V
The Vesper hour had shamed	G
And wanton sin dishonoured	G
The time Christ's birth had crowned	G
They burst their banks in darkness	N
And with their raging sound	G
The rocks of all the valley	B
Rung for a few hours' space	N
Then the wide Loch at morning	F
Reflected heaven's face	N
	-
Few voices now are heard there	M
Around the wild deer feed	G
And winds sigh loud in Autumn	W
Through copse and rush and reed	G
Men say that when in darkness	N
They pass the water's verge	X
Each hears mid sounds of revel	V
The Miserere's dirge	X
That faintly strangely ever	M
Upon the Loch's dark breast	G
Beneath above around it	G
Shine lights that never rest	G
	-
Of all such ghastly phantoms	N
Bred of the night and fear	M
By hope of our salvation	H
None meets the noontide clear	M
The blue sky's tender beauties	N
Upon the strong floods shine	Y
As God's eternal mercy	B
Dwells with His might divine	Y
Pure as their mystic fountain	H
They sleep and flow unstained	G
Although the hue of sorrow	U
Hath in their depths remained	G
	-
The swallow swiftly passing	F
Flies low to kiss the wave	Z
When rippling gently over	M
Some pure saint's holy grave	Z
The hunter's eyes discover	M
Beneath those waters still	A2
The walls of that proud convent	G
Where God hath worked His will	A2

John Campbell

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