'T WAS eventide in summer's glorious prime, When walking lonely, 'mong the Alpine chain, I first beheld Einsiedeln's hallowed fane, In the pure air serene, majestic climb, And heard her Ave Mary softly chime: And lo! ev'n while I gazed, along the plain The monks walked forth, to bless the pilgrim train, Who came from far to expiate their crime. I then was but a stripling in my teens, Delighting in all legendary lore; Imagination revelled in such scenes; Then judge my joy, to see what tales of yore Of pilgrims, monks, and their dear lady, taught, Before me thus, all unexpected, brought! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HEART OF THE BRUCE by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN SONNET: 15. TO THE LORD GENERAL FAIRFAX by JOHN MILTON UPON THE CIRCUMCISION by JOHN MILTON THE PERSIANS (PERSAE): THE BATTLE OF SALAMIS by AESCHYLUS I LIFT MY CANDLE by ELLEN ANDERSON |