Amongst the barren 'scape so banked in snow,
Lies the forgotten child meek, that none shall know.
Desperate in flight, does she e'er flee,
Yet never aloft, however she plea.
In the company of but shadows gloom,
In her lofty flight o'er the fallow bloom.
A stranger to all,
That only does appall.
Perpetual a chase, her plight,
For ever greater a height,
Yet the greater the ascent,
Portend inevitable descent.
Where hence the child shall fall,
Never to grace the Lord's hall.`
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