And bathed the mountains set between -
Some distant far, some nearer seen -
With dark red light which fell in streams
All centring from a brighter spot
Behind Pequawket's shoulders gray,
Where the new sun in secret lay,
We knew, although we saw him not,
How fair the many lakes that slept,
Spread warm with blankets wove with mist!
No stray beam to their valleys crept,
Lifted the coverlet and kissed.
Deep nestled 'mid the softest shade,
They lay like half-hid amethyst.
Toward the north we turned. Arrayed
Like some vast host the mountains stood
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