St. Lawrence and the Saguenay, The - Part 45
Of lonely Vaucluse might have sighed, and ne'er
Been tempted by fair Psyche's winning smile
From his pure love's Penelope. And here,
V ARENNES , like a fair Eden purged from guile,
Sits smiling on the night; yon aged pile
With its bright spires reposing on its breast.
Yonder, the Holy M OUNTAIN OF R OUVILLE ,
Like a huge cloud that had come down to rest,
Looms far against the sky, and on its sombre crest.
Been tempted by fair Psyche's winning smile
From his pure love's Penelope. And here,
V ARENNES , like a fair Eden purged from guile,
Sits smiling on the night; yon aged pile
With its bright spires reposing on its breast.
Yonder, the Holy M OUNTAIN OF R OUVILLE ,
Like a huge cloud that had come down to rest,
Looms far against the sky, and on its sombre crest.
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