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“Lo! the mighty sun looks forth-
There was arming heard on land and wave,
When afar the sunlight spread, And the phantom forms of the tide-worn cave With the mists of morning fled.
But at eve, the kingly hand
Of the battle-axe and brand, Lay cold on a pile of dead !
THE CAVERN OF THE THREE TELLS.
The three founders of the Helvetic Confederacy are thought to sleep in a cavern near the lake of Lucerne. The herdsmen call them the Three Tells; and say that they lie there in their antique garb, in quiet slumber; and when Switzerland is in her utmost need, they will awaken and regain the liberties of the land.
See Quarterly Review, No. 44. The Grütli, where the confederates held their nightly meetings, is a meadow on the shore of the Lake of Lucerne, or Lake of the Forest-cantons, here called the Forest-sea.
Oh! enter not yon shadowy cave,
Seek not the bright spars there, Though the whispering pines that o'er it wave, With freshness fill the air :
For there the Patriot Three,
In the garb of old array'd,
On a rocky couch are laid.
The Patriot Three that met of yore
Beneath the midnight sky,
In the name of liberty !
Now silently they sleep
Amidst the hills they freed;
Till their country's hour of need,
They start not at the hunter's call,
Nor the Lammer-geyer's cry,
And the Alpine herdsman's lay,
To a Switzer's heart so dear!
No more for them to hear.
But when the battle-horn is blown
Till the Schreckhorn's peaks reply, When the Jungfrau's cliffs send back the tone Through their eagles' lonely sky;
When spear-heads light the lakes,
When trumpets loose the snows, When the rushing war-steed shakes
The glacier's mute repose ;
When Uri's beechen woods wave red
In the burning hamlet's light;Then from the cavern of the dead, Shall the sleepers wake in might!
With a leap, like Tell's proud leap,
When away the helm he flung,
From the flashing billow sprung!
They shall wake beside their Forest-sea,
In the ancient garb they wore
And their voices shall be heard,
And be answer'd with a shout,
And the signal-fires blaze out.
And the land shall see such deeds again
As those of that proud day,
On the dark Morgarten dell,
Before our fathers fell!
For the Kühreihen'sť notes must never sound
In a land that wears the chain,
* The point of rock on which Tell leaped from the boat of Gessler is marked by a chapel, and called the Tellensprung.
+ Crowned helmets, as a distinction of rank, are mentioned in Simond's Switzerland.
The Kühreihen, the celebrated Ranz des Vaches.