Ebenezer Elliot - Trees at Brimham lyrics

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Ebenezer Elliot - Trees at Brimham lyrics

Gnarled oak and holly! stone-cropped like the stone! Are ye of it, or is it part of you? Your union strange is marvellously true, And makes the granite which I stand upon Seem like the vision of an empire gone, Gone, yet still present, though it never was Save as a shadow,--let the shadow pa**! So perish human glories, every one! But, rocks! ye are not shadows; trees! ye cast The Almighty's shadow over the homeward bee, His name on Brimham! yea, the coming blast Beneath his curtains reads it here with me, And pauses not to number marvels past But speeds the thunder on over land and sea.