Lyrics sylvan and sacred. By the Rev. Richard Wilton |
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ON THE DEATH UPON SNOWDON OF FREDERICK R. WILTON, B.A.,
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ON THE DEATH UPON SNOWDON OF FREDERICK R. WILTON, B.A.,
ST. JOHN'S COLLEGE, CAMBRIDGE, ONE OF THE MASTERS OF THE CITY OF LONDON SCHOOL.
With buoyant step he climbed the mountain side,Alone, but not alone, for One was near
Who made that misty morning bright and clear.
What though no glorious prospect was descried
From Snowdon's brow, but veiling clouds denied
One glimpse of earthly beauty to appear;
And erring footsteps down that slope of fear
With awful suddenness began to slide:
The Master whom he loved and served was there,
To bear his spirit up, and gently show
Visions of beauty infinitely fair,
And glories unimagined here below.
O favoured youth, to whom the bliss was given
To climb a mountain and to find it—Heaven!
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