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/ Oh, mountain monarch, at whose feet I stand, -- / Clouds to adorn thy brow, skies clasp thy hand, -- / Nature divine, in harmony profound, / With peaceful presence hath begirt thee round.
/ And thou, majestic oak, from yon high place / Guard'st thou the earth, asleep in night's embrace, -- / And from thy lofty summit, pouring down / Thy sheltering shade, her noonday glories crown?
/ Whate'er thy mission, mountain sentinel, / To my lone heart thou art a power and spell; / A lesson grave, of life, that teacheth me / To love the Hebrew figure of a tree.
/ Faithful and patient be my life as thine; / As strong to wrestle with the storms of time; / As deeply rooted in a soil of love; / As grandly rising to the heavens above.