The courtship of Miles Standish and other poems . The shades of night were falling fast,As through an Alpine village passedA youth, who bore, mid snow and ice,A banner with the strange device,Excelsior! His brow was sad; his eye beneathFlashed like a falchion from its like a silver clarion rungThe accents of that unknown tongue,Excelsior! In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; 137 138 EXCELSIOR Above, the spectral glaciers shone,And from his lips escaped a groan,Excelsior! Try not the Pass!* the old man said;Dark lowers the tempest roa
The courtship of Miles Standish and other poems . The shades of night were falling fast,As through an Alpine village passedA youth, who bore, mid snow and ice,A banner with the strange device,Excelsior! His brow was sad; his eye beneathFlashed like a falchion from its like a silver clarion rungThe accents of that unknown tongue,Excelsior! In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; 137 138 EXCELSIOR Above, the spectral glaciers shone,And from his lips escaped a groan,Excelsior! Try not the Pass!* the old man said;Dark lowers the tempest roaring torrent is deep and wide!*And loud that clarion voice replied,Excelsior! O stay, the maiden said, and restThy weary head upon this breast!A tear stood in his bright blue eye,But still he answered, with a ! Beware the pine-trees withered branch!Beware the awful avalanche!This was the peasants last Good-night,A voice replied, far up the height,Excelsior I At break of day, as heavenwardThe pious monks of Saint BernardUttered the
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