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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391588" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Cavern Of The Three Tells</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! enter not yon shadowy cave,<br>Seek not the bright spars there,<br>Though the whispering pines that o'er it wave,<br>With freshness fill the air:<br>For there the Patriot Three,<br>In the garb of old array'd,<br>By their native Forest-sea<br>On a rocky couch are laid.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Patriot Three that met of yore<br>Beneath the midnight sky,<br>And leagued their hearts on the Grütli shore,<br>In the name of liberty!<br>Now silently they sleep<br>Amidst the hills they freed;<br>But their rest is only deep,<br>Till their country's hour of need.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They start not at the hunter's call,<br>Nor the Lammer-geyer's cry,<br>Nor the rush of a sudden torrent's fall,<br>Nor the Lauwine thundering by!<br>And the Alpine herdsman's lay,<br>To a Switzer's heart so dear<br>On the wild wind floats away,<br>No more for them to hear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But when the battle-horn is blown<br>Till the Schreckhorn's peaks reply,<br>When the Jungfrau's cliffs send back the tone<br>Through their eagles' lonely sky;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When spear-heads light the lakes,<br>When trumpets loose the snows,<br>When the rushing war-steed shakes<br>The glacier's mute repose;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Uri's beechen woods wave red<br>In the burning hamlet's light ;-<br>Then from the cavern of the dead,<br>Shall the sleepers wake in might!<br>With a leap, like Tell's proud leap,<br>When away the helm he flung,<br>And boldly up the steep<br>From the flashing billow sprung!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They shall wake beside their Forest-sea,<br>In the ancient garb they wore<br>When they link'd the hands that made us free,<br>On the Grütli's moonlight shore:<br>And their voices shall be heard,<br>And be answer'd with a shout,<br>Till the echoing Alps are stirr'd,<br>And the signal-fires blaze out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the land shall see such deeds again<br>As those of that proud day,<br>When Winkelried, on Sempach's plain,<br>Through the serried spears made way;<br>And when the rocks came down<br>On the dark Morgarten dell,<br>And the crowned casques* , o'erthrown,<br>Before our fathers fell!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For the Kühreihen's+ notes must never sound<br>In a land that wears the chain,<br>And the vines on freedom's holy ground<br>Untrampled must remain!<br>And the yellow harvests wave<br>For no stranger's hand to reap,<br>While within their silent cave<br>The men of Grütli sleep!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Felicia+Dorothea+Hemans">Felicia Dorothea Hemans</a><div class=q>
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Seek not the bright spars there,
Though the whispering pines that o'er it wave,
With freshness fill the air:
For there the Patriot Three,
In the garb of old array'd,
By their native Forest-sea
On a rocky couch are l..."></div>
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