Laus Deo
In her vast church of glimmering blue, Gray-stoled from feet to chin, Her dark locks beaded with the dew, The nun-like dawn comes in: At once the hills put on their spencers Of purple, swinging streaming censers Of mist before the God of Day Who goes with pomp his way. With sapphire draperies of light Is hung the sombre pines; Filling each valley, every height With sacerdotal lines Shrines, where, like priests with worship vestured, The forests bow and, heavenly gestured, Lift high the chalice of the sun, Intoning, "Night is done!"
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"In her vast church of glimmering blue,..."
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