Mountains interposed Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one.

The mountain was in labour, and Jove was afraid, but it brought forth a mouse.

That were to blow at fire in hope to quench it; For who digs hills because they do aspire Throws down one mountain to cast up a higher.

What is the voice of strange command Calling you still, as friend calls friend, With love that cannot brook delay, To rise and follow the ways that wend Over the hills and far away.

Great things are done when men and mountains meet; This is not done by jostling in the street

Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains.