Poems (Linn)/Discontent
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DISCONTENT.
I REACHED the mountain top of joy;
I paused amid the solitude;
I saw the sun sink in the west,
Its radiance lighting where I stood.
I paused amid the solitude;
I saw the sun sink in the west,
Its radiance lighting where I stood.
I drew a sigh and looked above,
Height upon height in splendor rose,
Bathed in the crimson evening light,
Like sunset tints on Alpine snows.
Height upon height in splendor rose,
Bathed in the crimson evening light,
Like sunset tints on Alpine snows.
Above my head the great peaks towered;
My mountain top was small and low,
The light I stood in was but faint
Reflections of their afterglow.
My mountain top was small and low,
The light I stood in was but faint
Reflections of their afterglow.
Onward I tread, and ever still
Above my head the heights arise,
Now bathed in evening's glorious light,
Now bright beneath the noonday skies.
Above my head the heights arise,
Now bathed in evening's glorious light,
Now bright beneath the noonday skies.
There is no end; but ever higher
Our hopes ascend, the more we climb;
Whatever joy our hearts attain
The heights above are more sublime.
Our hopes ascend, the more we climb;
Whatever joy our hearts attain
The heights above are more sublime.
Heights ever gleaming on our view!
And thus we know our birth divine;
That one with God we are to be,
This, our immortal seal and sign,
And thus we know our birth divine;
That one with God we are to be,
This, our immortal seal and sign,