Poem – “On the Lake of Brientz”

"What know we of the Blest aboveBut that they sing and that they love?"Yet, if they ever did inspireA mortal hymn, or shaped the choir,Now, where those harvest Damsels floatHomeward in their rugged Boat,(While all the ruffling winds are fled,Each slumbering on some mountain's head,)Now, surely, hath that gracious aidBeen felt, that influence is displayed.Pupils … Continue reading Poem – “On the Lake of Brientz”