O'ER mountains bright with snow and light, We crystal hunters speed along, While grots, and caves, and icy waves Each instant echo to our song; And when we meet with stores of gems, We grudge not kings their diadems. O'er mountains bright, etc. No lover half so fondly dreams Of sparkles from his lady's eyes, As we of those refreshing gleams That tell where deep the crystal lies; Though, next to crystal, we too grant That ladies' eyes may most enchant. O'er mountains bright, etc. Sometimes, when o'er the Alpine rose The golden sunset leaves its ray, So like a gem the floweret glows, We thither bend our headlong way; And though we find no treasure there, We bless the rose that shines so fair. O'er mountains bright, etc. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN PICCADILLY by ISAAC ROSENBERG THE WILD FLOWER'S SONG by WILLIAM BLAKE A VISION OF CONNAUGHT IN THE THIRTEENTH CENTURY by JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN A WAYFARING SONG by HENRY VAN DYKE DOOMSDAY: TREASURES IN HEAVEN by WILLIAM ALEXANDER (1567-1640) |