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The Sunken Bell 109
which he strove
"
in one grand Bell, to weld
the silver music of thy voice with the warm gold
of a Sun-holiday. It should have been a master-
work! I failed, then wept I tears of blood."
Heinrich returns to his faithful wife Magda, his
children, and his village friends to die. The
bell that sank into the mere was not made for the
heights it was not fit to wake the answering
echoes of the peaks!
Heinrich.
Twas for the valley not the mountain-top !
I choose to die. The service of the valleys
Charms me no longer, . . . since on the peak I stood.
Youth a new youth I d need, if I should live:
Out of some rare and magic mountain flower
Marvelous juices I should need to press
Heart-health, and strength, and the mad lust of triumph,
Steeling my hand to work none yet have dreamed of!
Rautendelein, the symbol of youth and freedom,
the vision of new strength and expression, wakes
Heinrich from his troubled sleep, kisses him back
to life, and inspires him with faith and courage
to work toward greater heights.
Heinrich leaves his wife, his hearth, his native
place, and rises to the summit of his ideal, there
to create, to fashion a marvel bell whose iron
throat shall send forth
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