In him your faith and trust unshaken keep,
And ye shall be secure, for Jesus saves!
22. On Jacques Balmat. [(notes)]
Mont Blanc! That he first gain'd thy snow-built height
Was his great pride and boast. Yet crevice deep
Became his sudden grave, where he doth sleep,
Slid in some icy chasm with wild affright,
Shut out from human reach and human sight.