Poems (Waldenburg)/Reflections
For works with similar titles, see Reflection.
REFLECTIONS.
Upon the loftiest mountain peaks Lies an eternal snow,Within the soul that loftiest seeks, There dwells a lonely woe.
The woe in heart, the snow on height No sun can melt away. The ghostly glacier in its might Gleams o'er no flowery way.
When on the ice the color plays And roseate splendor throws,A reflex 'tis, that sunset rays In dying send the snows.
W here shines the head of martyr down, The soul its halo throws.O'er brow with bay or laurel crown The great heart's passion glows!