By Slow And Trembling Steps

By slow and trembling steps The bearded sage The Sacred Mount ascend Began. Wild howled the winds around Him And In his heart felt he the cruel pain Of all those that conspired Against him. Yet Undaunted he still Climbed and climbed By slow and trembling stage That bearded sage: Yet For his wisdom though The mount did he ascend The bearded sage And though he on the top At last Below Saw glittering all the wealth Below And all the towns and universities: Yet in his heart he felt The pain of solitude and more For Earth indifferent behaved To him And in oblivion had she buried Him.