 | Sonnets in Switzerland and Italy |  |
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IN GASTERN-THAL
KANDERSTEG
Stunned by the fierce, reverberating sound
Of Kander roaring through his rocky walls
With thunder of ten thousand waterfalls,
I passed to wondrous quietude, and found
Where Rest had girt his mountains all around;
There the streams speak not, and the sun that calls
The noiseless shadows from their saffron halls,
All day shines silent on the meadowy ground.
Of Kander roaring through his rocky walls
With thunder of ten thousand waterfalls,
I passed to wondrous quietude, and found
Where Rest had girt his mountains all around;
There the streams speak not, and the sun that calls
The noiseless shadows from their saffron halls,
All day shines silent on the meadowy ground.
And in the midst, by some earth-giant hurled,
A ‘stone of help’ for Thought, the preacher stands,
He cries aloud to bid men come apart,
And they who listen lose the troubled heart—
They never quite come back into the world,
Or if they come, Peace holds them by the hands.
A ‘stone of help’ for Thought, the preacher stands,
He cries aloud to bid men come apart,
And they who listen lose the troubled heart—
They never quite come back into the world,
Or if they come, Peace holds them by the hands.
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