But nature is a stranger yet;
The ones that cite her most
Have never passed her haunted house,
Nor simplified her ghost.
To pity those that know her not
Is helped by the regret
That those who know her, know her less
The nearer her they get. 172 followers / 5.7k words
The place, Where the clouds Meet the mountains The vista of it , To get lost within Its euphony, The higher And higher It is The more beauteous It becomes Times wrath And To be infrangible