One day, a stranger from Zurich crossed the river, and waited on the saddler of Flasch, the frontier village of the Grisons. |
Reprinting it in 1879, after eighteen months spent continuously in one high valley of the Grisons, I feel how slight it is. |
I remember, in 1828, to have met one of these in the Grisons, near the upper end of the valley of the Rhine. |
In their period of power, the Grisons masters had treated their Italian dependencies with harshness. |
Compelled to flee from their native land, they naturally took refuge in Switzerland or in the Grisons. |
Even on one's way to Italy one may spare a throb of desire for the beautiful vision of the castled Grisons. |