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 Copyrighted 3Y Mary Schcm-field. 
 1888. 
 
JVloming Vision on JMt. Washingt 
 
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 \ YyHiLE on the dizzy mountain height, 
 
 Dense clouds obscured the vale below, 
 And battling winds went whirling by 
 With roars of elemental woe : 
 
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 |1he wearied trav'ler, sheltered fast 
 Where wind nor sleet can him pursue, 
 Awaits the hour when storm shall pass, 
 His lengthened journey to renew. 
 
A LL day, all night, the storm raged on, 
 The refuge quivered from the blast ; 
 The pilgrim questioned with alarm, 
 
 Will this protection through it last? 
 
 A s morning dawns the storm abates, 
 The fleecy clouds yet higher roll. 
 At length the veil which separates 
 
 The mountain from the world below, 
 
JTTranspareinjt gleams, and through the haze 
 
 A vision of scenes celestial 
 Greets the pilgrim's enraptured gaze, 
 
 Far above aught terrestrial. 
 
 A vv^AVE of color floats mid-air, — 
 What heav'nly wonder now is seen ; 
 What can portend this vision fair, 
 Of emerald and opaline? 
 
YjloK on the distant peaks upthrown 
 Lie fields of emerald hue and gold, 
 
 Transfigured by a light unknown, 
 And vanishing in ether cold. 
 
 \ YyiTH eager gaze and panting soul, 
 
 He fain would climb those shining heights, 
 For surely this must be the goal 
 
 Rewarding him who lives aright. 
 
JJIhe clouds soon break in myriad forms, 
 On distant peaks fantastic lie ; 
 
 And faint and silvery nestling there, 
 A lake embosomed, sparkles high. 
 
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 s things familiar greet the eye, 
 His gaze on habitation bent, 
 The pilgrim upward to the sky 
 
 His soul in silent worship sent. 
 
JRhe loving Father reigned supreme ; 
 
 Through storm and doubt He ruled above, 
 Awaiting the return, serene, 
 
 Of vvand'ring children to His love. 
 
 N mount, and storm, and sunshine He 
 Speaks ever to the list'ning ear; 
 Himself reveals, nor may we see 
 
 Behind the veil his countenance here. 
 
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