Quote #98

Mont Blanc is the Monarch of mountains; They crowned him long ago, On a throne of rocks - in a robe of clouds - With a Diadem of Snow.

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  1. And they were canopied by the blue sky, So cloudless, clear, and purely beautiful That God alone was to be seen in heaven.
  2. But we, who name ourselves its sovereigns, we, Half dust, half deity, alike unfit To sink or soar.
  3. A change came o'er the spirit of my dream.
  4. Think'st thou existence doth depend on time? It doth; but actions are our epochs: mine Have made my days and nights imperishable Endless, a…
  5. She was his life, The ocean to the river of his thoughts, Which terminated all.
  6. The heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old! The dead but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.
  7. And to his eye There was but one beloved face on earth, And that was shining on him.
  8. So, we'll go no more a roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright.

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