[Far off from the island glisten]
Battlements and lofty houses,
And the minster's two tall spires;
While beyond, in misty distance
Shining, rise up unto Heaven
Snowy peaks of giant mountains,
Guardians of Helvetia's soil.
As the pallid ardent thinker's
Eye doth glow and cheek doth redden,
When a thought, new and creative,