Further Poems of Emily Dickinson/The mountains grow unnoticed,
The mountains grow unnoticed,
Their purple figures rise
Without attempt, exhaustion,
Assistance or applause.
Their purple figures rise
Without attempt, exhaustion,
Assistance or applause.
In their eternal faces
The sun with broad delight
Looks long—and last,
And golden,
For fellowship at night.
The sun with broad delight
Looks long—and last,
And golden,
For fellowship at night.