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ON THE KURHAUS TERRACE, MÜRREN
From Eiger round to snowy Gspaltenhorn
No cloud can dare to fleck the tranquil sky,
The redcap warbles, and the wild choughs cry,
While sound of waterfalls from distance borne
Through lilac-scented air this sunny morn
Brings to us sense of cool and melody:
What heart can fail to put the future by,
What soul but feels the present less forlorn?
No cloud can dare to fleck the tranquil sky,
The redcap warbles, and the wild choughs cry,
While sound of waterfalls from distance borne
Through lilac-scented air this sunny morn
Brings to us sense of cool and melody:
What heart can fail to put the future by,
What soul but feels the present less forlorn?
And if the avalanche thunder from the height,
It thunders harmlessly; on yonder hill,
With its grey bastions and its golden towers,
The echoes die, they cannot even fright
The chamois feeding safe among the flowers,
And all the world seems here secure from ill.
It thunders harmlessly; on yonder hill,
With its grey bastions and its golden towers,
The echoes die, they cannot even fright
The chamois feeding safe among the flowers,
And all the world seems here secure from ill.
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