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I do not beckon you here because mountains are more glorious than plains, but because they are less glorious, because they
are simple absorbable. Here we may never? easily see God. I know smooth places on the mountains you will never be wearied.
You will have a tent be warm every night in a sheltered grove or on the plushy bank of the glacier meadow. Do you know the
manners of mountain clouds? Those angels of lakes streams? - We will travel like them lingering about rockwalls brows - waving
softly along glacial curves from mountain to mountain from dome to dome, halting about the skirts of forests, poising on slender
peaks in full exposure to the powers of fountain light. If you come in June we will witness grand upheavals of mountain ranges
in the sky, cloud Sierras close allied to the granite at their feet. We are a kind of c illegible cloud ourselves, Sun thrilled
vapors condensed at this terrestrial temperature to degrees that we call Solid liquid. Sky clouds may come as glaciers go
about the mountains dense as we. Your daughter could not come at all last year. May she not come now. The mountains will make
her strong. She will dwell in rayless atmospheres of the very Soul of Light. Tell her that, she will not be weary, for these
mountains dissolve human bodies She will go about effortless free, her body will follow light as mist. People speak of sitting
in their bones we will have both bones flesh melted off sit in our souls. If Shakepeare were with us we would teach him