Quite motionless they hold them thus Until at last the day is done, And driving down the slanting sun, The sad night is victorious. They teach the wise who gives them ear That in this world he most should fear All things which loud or restless be. Who, dazzled by a passing shade, Follows it, never will be free Till the dread penalty be paid. FINIS End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Three Hills, by John Collings Squire and Charles Baudelaire