THE TRAIN AMONG THE HILLS
VAST, unrevealed, in silence and the nightBrooding, the ancient hills commune with sleep.Inviolate the solemn valleys keepTheir contemplation. Soon from height to heightSteals a red finger of mysterious light,And lion-footed through the forests creepStrange mutterings; till suddenly, with sweepAnd shattering thunder of resistless flightAnd crash of routed echoes, roars to view,Down the long mountain gorge, the Night Express,Freighted with fears and tears and happiness....The dread form passes; silence falls anew.And lo! I have beheld the thronged, blind worldTo goals unseen from God's hand onward hurled.
VAST, unrevealed, in silence and the nightBrooding, the ancient hills commune with sleep.Inviolate the solemn valleys keepTheir contemplation. Soon from height to heightSteals a red finger of mysterious light,And lion-footed through the forests creepStrange mutterings; till suddenly, with sweepAnd shattering thunder of resistless flightAnd crash of routed echoes, roars to view,Down the long mountain gorge, the Night Express,Freighted with fears and tears and happiness....The dread form passes; silence falls anew.And lo! I have beheld the thronged, blind worldTo goals unseen from God's hand onward hurled.
VAST, unrevealed, in silence and the nightBrooding, the ancient hills commune with sleep.Inviolate the solemn valleys keepTheir contemplation. Soon from height to heightSteals a red finger of mysterious light,And lion-footed through the forests creepStrange mutterings; till suddenly, with sweepAnd shattering thunder of resistless flightAnd crash of routed echoes, roars to view,Down the long mountain gorge, the Night Express,Freighted with fears and tears and happiness....The dread form passes; silence falls anew.And lo! I have beheld the thronged, blind worldTo goals unseen from God's hand onward hurled.
VAST, unrevealed, in silence and the night
Brooding, the ancient hills commune with sleep.
Inviolate the solemn valleys keep
Their contemplation. Soon from height to height
Steals a red finger of mysterious light,
And lion-footed through the forests creep
Strange mutterings; till suddenly, with sweep
And shattering thunder of resistless flight
And crash of routed echoes, roars to view,
Down the long mountain gorge, the Night Express,
Freighted with fears and tears and happiness....
The dread form passes; silence falls anew.
And lo! I have beheld the thronged, blind world
To goals unseen from God's hand onward hurled.