The Swiss Alp
By Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Yesterday thy head was brown, as are the flowing locks of love,
In the bright blue sky I watch'd thee towering, giantlike, above.
Now thy summit, white and hoary, glitters all with silver snow,
Which the stormy night hath shaken from its robes upon thy brow;
And I know that youth and age are bound with such mysterious meaning,
As the days are link'd together, one short dream but intervening.
A.
Source Book
Poems And Ballads Of Goethe
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Translated by
William Edmondstoune Aytoun, D.C.L. ("A.")
and Theodore Martin ("M.")
Copyright 1859
Published by Delisser & Procter
508 Broadway, New York
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