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In Praise of Switzerland: Being the Alps in Prose and Verse
Ingen förhandsgranskning - 2019
able Alpine Alps appeared arms ascent attempt beauty began beneath breath called carried clear climb climber close clouds cold continued crossed danger dark death deep descended difficulty distance earth eyes face fall fear feel feet fell felt followed foot forced four give glacier guides half hand head heard height hills hold human Italy kind lake less light living looked lost Matterhorn mind mist moment Mont Blanc morning mountain move nature nearly never night once party passed peak precipice reached rest ridge rising rocks rope round seemed seen side slope snow soon sound spirit stand steep steps stone stopped summit things thou thought told took traveller turned valley voice wall whole wind
Sida 182 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior...
Sida 47 - To find him in the valley ; let the wild Lean-headed Eagles yelp alone, and leave The monstrous ledges there to slope, and spill Their thousand wreaths of dangling water-smoke, That like a broken purpose waste in air : So waste not thou ; but come ; for all the vales Await thee ; azure pillars of the hearth Arise to thee ; the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet ; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves...
Sida 1 - Form ! Risest from forth thy silent Sea of Pines, How silently ! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy...
Sida 274 - Half dust, half deity, alike unfit To sink or soar, with our mix'd essence make A conflict of its elements, and breathe The breath of degradation and of pride, Contending with low wants and lofty will, Till our mortality predominates, And men are — what they name not to themselves, And trust not to each other.
Sida 183 - Dark lowers the tempest overhead, The roaring torrent is deep and wide!' And loud that clarion voice replied, Excelsior I ' O stay' the maiden said, ' and rest Thy weary head upon this breast!
Sida 9 - Clear, placid Leman ! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness to forsake Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring.
Sida 245 - For he would never thus have flown, And left me twice so doubly lone, Lone as the corse within its shroud, Lone as a solitary cloud, — A single cloud on a sunny day, While all the rest of heaven is clear, A frown upon the atmosphere, That hath no business to appear When skies are blue, and earth is gay.
Sida 10 - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty and a mystery, and create In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
Sida 9 - Are not the mountains, waves, and skies, a part Of me and of my soul, as I of them?