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.
Source:Poems And Ballads Of Goethe
William Edmondstoune Aytoun, D.C.L. ("A.")
and Theodore Martin ("M.")
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