Mighty, and pure, and fit to make
The ramparts of a Godhead's dwelling!
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z
featuring 22 fonts
Will keep my talk from getting overwise,
I'm not the one for putting off the proof.
Let it be overwhelming, off a roof
And round a corner, blizzard snow for dust,
And blind me to a standstill if it must.
HEX: #080504
RGB: 8 5 4
RGB: 8 5 4
HEX: #5F3341
RGB: 95 51 65
RGB: 95 51 65
HEX: #051E25
RGB: 5 30 37
RGB: 5 30 37
HEX: #748F86
RGB: 116 143 134
RGB: 116 143 134
HEX: #E8E3A0
RGB: 232 227 160
RGB: 232 227 160
Mount o'er the Vales, and seem to tread the Sky;
Th' Eternal Snows appear already past,
And the first Clouds and Mountains seem the last:
But those attain'd, we tremble to survey
The growing Labours of the lengthen'd Way,
Th' increasing Prospect tires our wandring Eyes,
Hills peep o'er Hills, and Alps on Alps arise!
