Hymn bBefore Sun-Rise, in the Vale of Charmouni
Besides the Rivers, Arve and Arveiron, which have their sources in the foot of Mont Blanc, five conspicuous torrents rush down its sides; and within a few paces of the Glaciers, the Gentiana Major grows in immense numbers, with its 'flowers of loveliest [liveliest Friend, 1809] blue.'
- 1Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star
- 2In his steep course? So long he seems to pause
- 3On thy bald awful head, O sovran BLANC,
- 4The Arve and Arveiron at thy base
- 5Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful Form!
- 6Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines,
- 7How silently! Around thee and above
- 8Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black,
- 9An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it,
- 10As with a wedge! But when I look again,
- 11It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine,
- 12Thy habitation from eternity!
- 13O dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee,
- 14Till thou, still present to the bodily sense,
- 15Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer
- 16I worshipped the Invisible alone.
- 17Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody,
- 18So sweet, we know not we are listening to it,
- 19Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought,
- 20Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret joy:
- 21Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused,
- 22Into the mighty vision passing--there
- 23As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven!
- 24Awake, my soul! not only passive praise
- 25Thou owest! not alone these swelling tears,
- 26Mute thanks and secret ecstasy! Awake,
- 27Voice of sweet song! Awake, my heart, awake!
- 28Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my Hymn.
- 29Thou first and chief, sole sovereign of the Vale!
- 30O struggling with the darkness all the night,
- 31And visited all night by troops of stars,
- 32Or when they climb the sky or when they sink:
- 33Companion of the morning-star at dawn,
- 34Thyself Earth's rosy star, and of the dawn
- 35Co-herald: wake, O wake, and utter praise!
- 36Who sank thy sunless pillars deep in Earth?
- 37Who filled thy countenance with rosy light?
- 38Who made thee parent of perpetual streams?
- 39And you, ye five wild torrents fiercely glad!
- 40Who called you forth from night and utter death,
- 41From dark and icy caverns called you forth,
- 42Down those precipitous, black, jagged rocks,
- 43For ever shattered and the same for ever?
- 44Who gave you your invulnerable life,
- 45Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy,
- 46Unceasing thunder and eternal foam?
- 47And who commanded (and the silence came),
- 48Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?
- 49Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow
- 50Adown enormous ravines slope amain--
- 51Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice,
- 52And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge!
- 53Motionless torrents! silent cataracts!
- 54Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven
- 55Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun
- 56Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers
- 57Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet?--
- 58GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations,
- 59Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
- 60GOD! sing ye meadow-streams with gladsome voice!
- 61Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds!
- 62And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow,
- 63And in their perilous fall shall thunder, GOD!
- 64Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal frost!
- 65Ye wild goats sporting round the eagle's nest!
- 66Ye eagles, play-mates of the mountain-storm!
- 67Ye lightnings, the dread arrows of the clouds!
- 68Ye signs and wonders of the element!
- 69Utter forth God, and fill the hills with praise!
- 70Thou too, hoar Mount! with thy sky-pointing peaks,
- 71Oft from whose feet the avalanche, unheard,
- 72Shoots downward, glittering through the pure serene
- 73Into the depth of clouds, that veil thy breast--
- 74Thou too again, stupendous Mountain! thou
- 75That as I raise my head, awhile bowed low
- 76In adoration, upward from thy base
- 77Slow travelling with dim eyes suffused with tears,
- 78Solemnly seemest, like a vapoury cloud,
- 79To rise before me--Rise, O ever rise,
- 80Rise like a cloud of incense from the Earth!
- 81Thou kingly Spirit throned among the hills,
- 82Thou dread ambassador from Earth to Heaven,
- 83Great Hierarch! tell thou the silent sky,
- 84And tell the stars, and tell yon rising sun
- 85Earth, with her thousand voices, praises GOD.