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Robert Laurence Binyon - Between The Mountains And The Plain
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Between the mountains and the plain
 We leaned upon a rampart old;
 Beneath, branch--blossoms trembled white;
 Far--off a dusky fringe of rain
 Brushed low along a sky of gold,
 Where earth spread lost in endless light.

 The mountains in their glory rose,
 Peak thronging peak; cloud--shadows mapped
 The purpling brown with milky blue;
 Removed, austere, shone rarer snows
 Above dark ridges vapour--wrapped--
 Afar shone, Love, for me and you.

 Sky--seeking mountains, boundless plain!
 Old walls, and April--blossomed trees!
 Of ever--young, world--ancient power,
 The height, the space, was your refrain.
 In us, us too, eternities
 Made of that moment a white flower.
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