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SWITZERLAND, FAREWELL!
Farewell the Schreckhorn's silver spires! Farewell
The Blumlis' domes and pinnacles of snow!
By vine-clad Spietz and Gonten's lawns we go,
We leave behind Thun's ancient citadel,
Sun-bright against its pines; but still the spell
Of emerald Aar will follow with its flow,
And still to backward gaze, with flush aglow
The Oberland its evening tale will tell.
The Blumlis' domes and pinnacles of snow!
By vine-clad Spietz and Gonten's lawns we go,
We leave behind Thun's ancient citadel,
Sun-bright against its pines; but still the spell
Of emerald Aar will follow with its flow,
And still to backward gaze, with flush aglow
The Oberland its evening tale will tell.
Others may climb the peaks high-crowned with flowers,
—Blue gentian, sulphur-pale anemone,
For other eyes the alpine-rose may shine,
Others may hear the music of the kine,
The thunder of the glacier's breaking sea,—
Remembrance ineffaceable is ours.
—Blue gentian, sulphur-pale anemone,
For other eyes the alpine-rose may shine,
Others may hear the music of the kine,
The thunder of the glacier's breaking sea,—
Remembrance ineffaceable is ours.
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