text:  Thy summit gain'd how tranquilly serene Beneath outspread that panoramic scene Of continent and isle and lake and sea And tower and town hill vale and spreading tree And rock and ruin tinged with amethyst Half-seen half-hidden by the lazy mist Volume on volume which had vaguely wound The far off hills around And now roll'd downwards; till on high were seen Begirt with sombre larch their foreheads green