<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455982" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In the St. Gotthardt Pass</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The storm which shook the silence of the hills <br>And sleeping pinnacles of ancient snow <br>Went muttering off in one last thunder throe <br>Mixed with a moan of multitudinous rills; <br>Yea, even as one who has wept much, but stills <br>The flowing tears of some convulsive woe <br>When a fair light of hope begins to glow <br>Athwart the gloom of long remembered ills: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So does the face of this scarred mountain height <br>Relax its stony frown, while slow uprolled <br>Invidious mists are changed to veiling gold. <br>Wild peaks still fluctuate between dark and bright, <br>But when the sun laughs at them, as of old, <br>They kiss high heaven in all embracing light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mathilde+Blind">Mathilde Blind</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455982" data-title="In the St. Gotthardt Pass de Mathilde Blind" data-description="The storm which shook the silence of the hills And sleeping pinnacles of ancient snow Went muttering off in one last thunder throe Mixed with a moan of multitudinous rills; Yea, even as one who has wept much, but stills The flowing tears of s..."></div> </div> </div>

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