Monk and Nun 53 
Stand upon the mountain's shoulder, 
Face the north wind, breast his jostling, 
Call upon him for the answer. 
Who is yonder fair lake's lover ? 
Will he tell you ? He will answer : 
" In these spruces, on these ledges, 
Dwell two spirits, born of music, 
Creatures of the song and sunshine. 
One in sombre cowl and cassock. 
One with veil of snowy whiteness, 
Both with voices full of sweetness. 
They can tell you of the lover." 
Then will pass the restless north wind 
Through the humble bending spruces. 
Leaving loneliness and mystery — 
Sky so wide and earth so distant 
Far below the trees are blended 
Like sea waves on dim horizons ; 
Lost in distance is the village. 
Lost the hum of life and labor. 
Lost the murmur of the river, 
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