Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1837/The Delectable Mountains
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THE DELECTABLE MOUNTAINS.
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THE DELECTABLE MOUNTAINS.
"Is this the way to the celestial city?
"You are just in the way.
"————They went up the mountains, to behold the gardens and the orchards."
Pilgrim's Progress.
Oh, far away ye are, ye lovely hills,
Yet can I feel the air
Grow sweet while gazing where
The valley with the distant sunshine fills.
Fair Morning! lend thy wings, and let me fly
To thy eternal home,
Where never shadows come,
Where tears are wiped away from every eye.
I'm weary, weary of this earth of ours;
I’m sick with the heart’s want;
My fever’d spirits pant,
To cling to things less transient than its flowers.
I ask of the still night—it answers me,
This earth is not my home:
Great Father! let me come,
A wanderer and a penitent, to Thee!
Ye far, fair mountains, echo with my cry.
Unto your realm of bliss
The grave the threshold is;
Let its dark portals open—let me die!