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Sweet MountainsYe tell Me no lie
Never deny MeNever fly
Those same unvarying Eyes
Turn on Mewhen I failor feign,
Or take the Royal names in vain
Their farslowViolet Gaze
My Strong MadonnasCherish still
The Wayward Nunbeneath the Hill
Whose serviceis to You
Her latest WorshipWhen the Day
Fades from the Firmament away
To lift Her Brows on You