Yon mountain height
Is wintry white;
Upon it we will gather,—
Begin the ancient holy rite;
Praise our Almighty Father.”
The next number is an alto solo, the warning of an aged woman of the people, which is very dramatic in its style:—
“Know ye not a deed so daring
Dooms us all to die despairing?
Know ye not it is forbidden
By the edicts of our foemen?”