St. Lawrence and the Saguenay, The - Part 52
Far up the Golden Ladder of the Morn
Had climbed the sun, upon the Autumn day
That led me to these battlements. The corn
Upon the distant fields was ripe. Away
To the far left the swelling highlands lay;
The quiet cove, the river, bright and still;
The gallant ships that made the harbor gay;
And, like a Thought swayed by a potent Will,
Point L EVI , seated at the foot of the Old Hill:
Had climbed the sun, upon the Autumn day
That led me to these battlements. The corn
Upon the distant fields was ripe. Away
To the far left the swelling highlands lay;
The quiet cove, the river, bright and still;
The gallant ships that made the harbor gay;
And, like a Thought swayed by a potent Will,
Point L EVI , seated at the foot of the Old Hill:
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