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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=407931" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hymn Written Among The Alps</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">CREATION'S GOD ! with thought elate,<br> Thy hand divine I see<br>Impressed on scenes, where all is great,<br> Where all is full of thee!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where stern the Alpine mountains raise<br> Their heads of massive snow;<br>When on the rolling storm I gaze,<br> That hangs-how far below!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where on some bold, stupendous height,<br> The Eagle sits alone;<br>Or soaring wings his sullen flight<br> To haunts still more his own:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where the sharp rock the Chamois treads,<br> Or, slippery summit scales;<br>Or where the whitening Snow-bird spreads<br> Her plumes to icy gales:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where the rude cliff's steep column glows<br> With morning's tint of blue;<br>Or evening on the glacier throws<br> The rose's blushing hue:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or where by twilight's softer light,<br> The mountain's shadow bends;<br>And sudden casts a partial night,<br> As black its form descends:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where the full ray of noon alone<br> Down the deep valley falls:<br>Or where the sunbeam never shone<br> Between its rifted walls:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where cloudless regions calm the soul,<br> Bid mortal cares be still,<br>Can passion's wayward wish controul,<br> And rectify the will:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where midst some vast expanse the mind,<br> Which swelling virtue fires,<br>Forgets that earth it leaves behind,<br> And to it's heaven aspires:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where far along the desart air<br> Is heard no creature's call:<br>And undisturbing mortal ear<br> The avalanches fall:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where rushing from their snowy source,<br> The daring torrents urge<br>Their loud-toned waters headlong course,<br> And lift their feathered surge:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where swift the lines of light and shade<br> Flit o'er the lucid lake:<br>Or the shrill winds its breast invade,<br> And its green billows wake:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where on the slope, with speckled dye<br> The pigmy herds I scan;<br>Or soothed, the scattered Chalets spy,<br> The last abode of man:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or where the flocks refuse to pass,<br> And the lone peasant mows,<br>Fixed on his knees, the pendent grass,<br> Which down the steep he throws:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where high the dangerous pathway leads<br> Above the gulph profound,<br>From whence the shrinking eye recedes,<br> Nor finds repose around:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where red the mountain-ash reclines<br> Along the clifted rock;<br>Where firm the dark unbending pines<br> The howling tempests mock:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where, level with the ice-ribb'd bound<br> The yellow harvests glow;<br>Or vales with purple vines are crown'd<br> Beneath impending snow:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where the rich min'rals catch the ray,<br> With varying lustre bright,<br>And glittering fragments strew the way<br> With sparks of liquid light:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or where the moss forbears to creep<br> Where loftier summits rear<br>Their untrod snow, and frozen sleep<br> Locks all the uncolour'd year:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In every scene, where every hour<br> Sheds some terrific grace,<br>In Nature's vast o'erwhelming power,<br> THEE , THEE , my GOD , I trace!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Helen+Maria+Williams">Helen Maria Williams</a><div class=q>
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 Thy hand divine I see
Impressed on scenes, where all is great,
 Where all is full of thee!

Where stern the Alpine mountains raise
 Their heads of massive snow;
When on the rolling storm I gaze,
 That hangs-ho..."></div>
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