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Hunt and Lee, comps.  The Book of the Sonnet.  1867.
V. Jumnotree
By George Powell Thomas
SHARP, 1 clear, and crystalline, cleaving the sky
  In twain, it towers forever and alone,
  Save that about its feet the tall hills lie,
  Like slaves around some mighty despot’s throne;
While evermore, beneath its cold stern eye,        5
  The short-lived centuries have come and flown,
  And stars that round its head untiring fly,
  Confess its glories ancient as their own.
The eagles shun it in their highest flight;
  The clouds lie basking ’neath its eminence;        10
  Naught nears it but thin air and heaven’s sweet light,
Nor not a sound forever cometh thence,
  Save of some avalanche from its summit riven,
  Or thunder-tempest on its breakers driven.
Note 1. From Jumna,—the river,—and aotar,—a descent; a peak in the Himalayas, twenty-five thousand feet above the level of the sea. [back]

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