Milford Sound In Winter

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Dark ocean walls, majestically steep, That dare the skies, that guard a solitude Of straitened sea from every tempest rudeThat uncontrolled molests the outer deep!White pinnacles, where Summer suns will reap A silent store of clouds, unloose the flood That captive long in Winter's hold hath stood,And wake the mountain mosses from their sleep!Dark walls! white peaks! unravished silences! Grey sinuous lane of solitary sea!Wild cataracts plunging fearless from the height!And glaciers patient through the centuries! O would that my revering soul might beAmong your lonely shrines an eremite!

© William Gay