St. Lawrence and the Saguenay, The - Part 71
Welcome the granite sternness of M ALBAIE !
The last dim light of the declining moon
Falls dimly on its rugged banks. The day
Will shortly waken from its dreamy swoon;
His chariot long hath swept the sullen noon
Of midnight; and beneath our feet, the sun
Rolls, flaming, towards the East. His fierce breath soon
Along the undulating hills will run,
Rousing the piney vales and forests, one by one.
The last dim light of the declining moon
Falls dimly on its rugged banks. The day
Will shortly waken from its dreamy swoon;
His chariot long hath swept the sullen noon
Of midnight; and beneath our feet, the sun
Rolls, flaming, towards the East. His fierce breath soon
Along the undulating hills will run,
Rousing the piney vales and forests, one by one.
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