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Snow-capped mountain, so white, so tall,
The whole sea must stand behind you!

Snow-capped mountain, with the wind on your forehead,
Do you hold the eagles' nests?

Proud thing, you shine like a lily,
Yet with a different whiteness;
I should not dare to venture
Up your slippery towers,
For I am thinking you lean too far
Over the Edge of the World!

Snow-Capped Mountain
Hilda Conkling