The Bugler From the Peaks

What is this cry that sudden seems to shake
The keen, still mountain ether wide awake,
Until the vast and candid snows of night
Sound vibrantly on every doming height?

It swells and swells! The very stars do hear!
This upper fastness reads the message clear;
Her ancient language Mother-Nature speaks:
The bull-elk bugles midst the topmost peaks!
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