Covered with patriarchal wood,
And rose to sunlight, grade on grade,
Peak after peak, while all below,
Where slept their bases in the vale,
Was shielded as in jet-black mail:
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Darkness impalpable as woe.
But now, behold that first rich gleam
Between Kiarsarge and Doublehead!
The great sun poured a blinding stream
Of light upon our mountain home,
And every lofty crag and dome,
On mighty Washington whose brow
Encircled was by wreaths of cloud,
On lone Chocorua endowed
With that wild legend, it is said
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