ONCE Switzerland was free! With what a pride I used to walk these hills, -- look up to heaven, And bless God that it was so! It was free From end to end, from cliff to lake 't was free! Free as our torrents are, that leap our rocks, And plough our valleys, without asking leave; Or as our peaks, that wear their caps of snow In very presence of the regal sun! How happy was I in it then! I loved Its very storms. Ay, often have I sat In my boat at night, when, midway o'er the lake, The stars went out, and down the mountain gorge The wind came roaring, -- I have sat and eyed The thunder breaking from his cloud, and smiled To see him shake his lightnings o'er my head, And think -- I had no master save his own! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A POET'S WELCOME TO HIS LOVE-BEGOTTEN DAUGHTER by ROBERT BURNS THE CHOIRMASTER'S BURIAL by THOMAS HARDY TO R. B. by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THE GOOD SHEPHERD WITH THE KID by MATTHEW ARNOLD APOLLO AND DAPHNE by PHILIP AYRES EMBLEMS OF LOVE: CUPID TO CHLOE WEEPING; A SONNET by PHILIP AYRES EN TOUR; A SONG SEQUENCE: 1. THE GARGOYLE by ALBERTA BANCROFT |