First Line: FAREWELL TO THE LAND WHERE THE CLOUDS LOVE TO REST Last Line: AND THE LAKE HER LONE BOSOM EXPANDS TO THE SKY. Subject(s): COLD; DEATH; FAREWELL; REST; SKY; DEAD, THE; PARTING;
Farewell to the land where the clouds love to rest, Like the shroud of the dead on the mountain's cold breast; To the cataract's roar where the eagles reply, And the lake her lone bosom expands to the sky.
