Towards democracy
442 Towards Democracy
The soul’s true being—the cosmic vast emancipated life —Freedom, EqualityThe precious semen of Democracy.
TANZBODELI
H™ on a rock that juts above the Lauterbrunnen yalley, ] Seven thousand feet in air, a little floor of grass, Even and smooth, with flowersThe little dancing-ground, they call it (and have called, how many centuries ?)—
And then across the gorge, and again some seven thou- .
sand feet higher, In slopes of rock and ice, the Jungfrau towering over, Proud and magnificent ; and in her train seven mountains(Roth-thalhorn, Gletscherhorn, Ebne Fluh, Mittaghorn, Grosshorn, Breithorn and Tschingelhorn)Standing there like a wall and sending their glaciers to the valley.
[And far behind the wall, far miles and miles, but invisible from here,
Great rivers of ice between the glistening black and
scarred crags
Flow, tossing and twisted, with sea-green escarpments |
and fissures, and scaly snaky moraines, and glittering snowfields above them, sharp on the dark blue sky, All stretching, far as the eye may see, in endless silence,