Immortal Life

I stoocl on the mo-tntain pure and high ; Gr.iy vapor vuo Uondintj bcu and bky. The pbndowy mist erept o'er the tun, The land, and Ihesuu, and tUe sky wt-re oue. The mystieal mountains, pure and cold, ïo ui y wuiting soui thcir MCWti told. And listcninñ1 long nnd wiuting well, luuudible Vüiccs KOM und icll. And ovor the Wft, where white mista hung, A wouderful Bliip in isiou bwuug. The m:iiïs and tho mus wero bnrnished gold Upheld In the vapore phumton iold. Oh, beau ti ful ship on'on dim sp. Oh, briuycat, thou treusure vust, tu me I Soine radmnt ffem from far, fair realm, Oh, beautiful liip with golden helm .' Or anchoreat thou to wait for me, This myfidool post to fuirer tca 'f I gazed on tho ship of molten sold ; i n.i üiiihic .-oiuni ■. the Motet told, It lloated away from morfal sifrht- A luminous path oï' houvtiuward light. A'.vhv anl berond the and sea, The beautiful ship ia waiting me.