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William Cullen Bryant - "Upon the mountain`s distant head"
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Upon the mountain`s distant head,
  With trackless snows for ever white,
Where all is still, and cold, and dead,
  Late shines the day`s departing light.

But far below those icy rocks,
  The vales, in summer bloom arrayed,
Woods full of birds, and fields of flocks,
  Are dim with mist and dark with shade.

`Tis thus, from warm and kindly hearts,
  And eyes where generous meanings burn,
Earliest the light of life departs,
  But lingers with the cold and stern.
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