St. Lawrence and the Saguenay, The - Part 67
These two majestic hills kneel down to kiss
The village at their feet; the cottages,
Pearl-like and glowing, speak of human bliss,
With a low, eloquent tongue. Fit symbols, these,
Of a diviner life — of perfect Ease
Allied to bless'd Repose. The church spire looks
Like a sweet promise smiling through the trees;
While far beyond this loveliest of nooks,
The finely-rounded swells dream of the babbling brooks.
The village at their feet; the cottages,
Pearl-like and glowing, speak of human bliss,
With a low, eloquent tongue. Fit symbols, these,
Of a diviner life — of perfect Ease
Allied to bless'd Repose. The church spire looks
Like a sweet promise smiling through the trees;
While far beyond this loveliest of nooks,
The finely-rounded swells dream of the babbling brooks.
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