Sweet Mountains Ye tell Me no lie


Sweet Mountains Ye tell Me no lie
Never deny Me Never fly
Those same unvarying Eyes
Turn on Me when I fail or feign,
Or take the Royal names in vain
Their far slow Violet Gaze

My Strong Madonnas Cherish still
The Wayward Nun beneath the Hill
Whose service is to You
Her latest Worship When the Day
Fades from the Firmament away
To lift Her Brows on You


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Sweet Mountains Ye tell Me no lie