A physician's holiday; or, A month in Switzerland in the summer of 1848

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viii ÆäÀÌÁö - O, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, » And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven, O, how canst thou renounce^ and hope to be forgiven ! These charms shall work thy soul's eternal health, And love, and gentleness, and joy,...
88 ÆäÀÌÁö - They parted - ne'er to meet again! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs, which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between; But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
341 ÆäÀÌÁö - So on he fares, and to the border comes Of Eden, where delicious Paradise, Now nearer, crowns with her enclosure green, As with a rural mound, the champaign head Of a steep wilderness, whose hairy sides With thicket overgrown, grotesque and wild, Access denied ; and overhead up-grew Insuperable height of loftiest shade, Cedar, and pine, and fir, and branching palm, A sylvan scene, and, as the ranks ascend 140 Shade above shade, a woody theatre Of stateliest view.
151 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice. And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
280 ÆäÀÌÁö - Upon that boundless plain, below, The setting sun's last rays were shed, And gave a mild and sober glow, Where all were still, asleep, or dead; Vast ruins in the midst were spread, Pillars and pediments sublime, Where the grey moss had form'da bed, And clothed the crumbling spoils of time.
58 ÆäÀÌÁö - How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
141 ÆäÀÌÁö - Heard the avalanches falling every five minutes nearly. From whence we stood, on the Wengen Alp, we had all these in view on one side; on the other, the clouds rose from the opposite valley, curling up perpendicular precipices like the foam of the ocean of hell, during a spring tide — it was white, and sulphury, and immeasurably deep in appearance.
159 ÆäÀÌÁö - Passed whole woods of withered pines, all withered ; trunks stripped and barkless, branches lifeless ; done by a single winter, — their appearance reminded me of me and my family.
29 ÆäÀÌÁö - Blickte nach dem Kloster drüben. Blickte stundenlang Nach dem Fenster seiner Lieben, Bis das Fenster klang. Bis die Liebliche sich zeigte. Bis das theure Bild Sich ins Thal herunter neigte Ruhig, engelmild. Und dann legt
96 ÆäÀÌÁö - The walls of the chasm are scarcely ever vertical in their whole depth, but inclined one over the other, at a considerable angle. In some places the one wall overhangs the other so much that the sky above it is entirely excluded, and this for a considerable space, by the natural configuration of the parts ; in others, the size of the upper fissure has been originally so...

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