Native Mountains! on your summits,
Stream the gleaming floods of day,
While a thousand silver cascades,
Leap within the early ray;
There amid your flowery valleys,
Stands the cot of her I love;
Clamb’ring o’er your rocky summits,
I behold it from above.
Native Mountains! how my bosom
Swells with happiness and pride,
When I gaze upon ye soaring
O’er your vales so green and wide.
All my wishes, all my pleasures,
Still are closely, sweetly bound,
To ye, lofty native Mountains,
With your valleys blooming round.
(James Avis Bartley)
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