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F. C. KOLBE.
TABLE MOUNTAIN.
Great Table Mountain, which I daily scan
With still increasing joy, this morn was framed
In a low rainbow Phœbus rightly aimed
Just to include the outline in its span.
And surely never since the world began
Was Nature's ruggedness more sweetly tamed.
Yet through my heart a sudden terror flamed;
Heaven's smile more dread inspires than earthly ban.
Such is the alchemy of sun and rain:
Touching earth's choicest dream of loveliness,
It turned life's daily pleasure into awe.
And, pray, what meant it? Nay, I cannot guess:
But all that is within me,—soul, heart, brain,—
Was dumbly glorified by what I saw.
F. C. Kolbe.
