Page:Felicia Hemans in the New Monthly Magazine Volume 11 1824.pdf/7

        With a leap, like Tell's proud leap,*^[1]
            When away the helm he flung,
        And boldly up the steep
            From the flashing billow sprung!
        
They shall wake beside their forest-sea
    In the ancient garb they wore,
When they link'd the hands that made us free,
    On the Grütli's moonlight shore;
        And their voices shall be heard,
            And be answer'd with a shout,
        Till the echoing Alps are stirr'd,
            And the signal-fires blaze out!

And the land shall see such deeds again,
    As those of that proud day,
When Winkelried, on Sempack's plain,
    Through the serried spears made way!
        And when the rocks came down
            On the dark Morgarten dell,
        And the crowned helms†^[2] o'erthrown
            Before our fathers fell!

For the Kühreihen's‡^[3] notes must never sound
    In a land that wears the chain,
And the vines on Freedom's holy ground
    Untrampled must remain!
        And the yellow harvests wave,
            For no stranger's hand to reap,
        While within their silent cave
            The Men of Grutli sleep!⁠F. H.

1. * The spot where Tell leaped from the boat of Gessler, is marked by a chapel, and called the Tellensprung.
2. † Crowned helmets, as a distinction of rank, are mentioned in Simond's Switzerland.
3. ‡ Kühreihen, the celebrated Ranz des Vaches.