<h3 id="Lake_Louise">Lake Louise</h3>
<p>I THINK that when the Master Jeweler tells<br/>
His beads of beauty over, seeking there<br/>
One gem to name as most supremely fair,<br/>
To you He turns, O lake of hidden wells!</p>
<p>So very lovely are you, Lake Louise,<br/>
The stars which crown your lifted peaks at even<br/>
Mistake you for a little sea in heaven<br/>
And nightly launch their shining argosies.</p>
<p>From shore to dim-lit shore a ripple slips,<br/>
The happy sigh of faintly stirring night<br/>
Where safe she sleeps upon this virgin height<br/>
Captive of dream and smiling with white lips.</p>
<p>Surely a spell, creation-old, was made<br/>
For you, O lake of silences, that all<br/>
Earth’s fretting voices here should muted fall,<br/>
As if a finger on their lips were laid!</p>
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