The gentle, Show'ry Spring had passed away
And no more breathed the fragrant breath of June
Summer had clad in glorious array
Each hill and plain & now the harvest moon
Shone on the waving corn brown Autumn's golden boon
In that glad time, as twilight softly crept
Over the earth; I wandered to a place
Where stillness reigned As if the whole world slept
For here of noise remained no wearying trace
But deepest silence sat on all nature's face
It was a wild glen near it frowned huge rocks
Which hung their dark beams o'er its stony bed
And in their caverned sides faint echo mocks
When rolls some fragment down, with rumbling dread
And horrid noise launched from the mountains head.
The valley now was still a midnight calm
Fell on it; as I sat beneath a tree
Whose leaflets glistened with the dew's mild balm
Wept by the evening stir so freshly free
And filling all the air with soft humidity
'Mong the huge trees which canopied that glen
I saw the sky with many a bright star hung
And through the midst alone sailed glorious gem
The moon who still her trembling lustre flung
Unchanged as when her spheres together tuneful-sung
At intervals her light fell through the trees
And with mild glory silvered all the vale
While Through all those branches whispered not a breeze
No hollow blast did sad and mournful wail
But solemn silence walked beneath the moonbeams pale
Yet black the gaunt rocks rose before my eyes
And their black caverns filled the heart with dread
They stood in grand releif from out the skies
Whose clear vaults arched oer each shaggy head
And from those quivering stars a radian[t] light was shed
I gazed upon this scene till slumber fell
Upon my eyelids, then methought I saw
On my entranced sight a vision swell
Whose glory passed the bound of Natures law
And filled the spirit with a mingl[e]d joy & awe
A land was spread before me where the trees
Formed woods of emrald clearness and high bowers
Through which the[re] whispered many a murmuring breeze
Perfumed with incence of a hundred flowers
Wat[e]red by clouds of light which fell in fragrant showers
I heard sweet voices not like human sound
But tuneful of artic' late harmony
I saw no shape but oft there floated round
A zephyr soft & breathing from the sky
As if some unseen form in light wings flitted by
At length the air 'gan brighten faint there shone
A rainbow path through all the expanse of blue
And music of a soft melodious tone
Subdued by distance through hea'vens wide arch flew
Falling upon the ear calm as the twilight dew
Louder it rose, sweep harp & timbrel clear
Rang tunefully to many a sweeter voice
These mingling fell upon the list'ning ear
While all the echo's answered to the noise
And Nature seemed united to rejoice
Then a bright chariot glided through the air
Attended by a glorious company
Of beings radiant surpassing fair
Around them rolled of light a mighty sea
And now the music played with loudest melody
And while this scene slow passed before my eyes
Dazzled with splendor suddenly I woke
& Lo the light dawn tinged the easterns skies
Showing the rugged front of many a rock
And faintly gilding each wide branching oak
And no more breathed the fragrant breath of June
Summer had clad in glorious array
Each hill and plain & now the harvest moon
Shone on the waving corn brown Autumn's golden boon
In that glad time, as twilight softly crept
Over the earth; I wandered to a place
Where stillness reigned As if the whole world slept
For here of noise remained no wearying trace
But deepest silence sat on all nature's face
It was a wild glen near it frowned huge rocks
Which hung their dark beams o'er its stony bed
And in their caverned sides faint echo mocks
When rolls some fragment down, with rumbling dread
And horrid noise launched from the mountains head.
The valley now was still a midnight calm
Fell on it; as I sat beneath a tree
Whose leaflets glistened with the dew's mild balm
Wept by the evening stir so freshly free
And filling all the air with soft humidity
'Mong the huge trees which canopied that glen
I saw the sky with many a bright star hung
And through the midst alone sailed glorious gem
The moon who still her trembling lustre flung
Unchanged as when her spheres together tuneful-sung
At intervals her light fell through the trees
And with mild glory silvered all the vale
While Through all those branches whispered not a breeze
No hollow blast did sad and mournful wail
But solemn silence walked beneath the moonbeams pale
Yet black the gaunt rocks rose before my eyes
And their black caverns filled the heart with dread
They stood in grand releif from out the skies
Whose clear vaults arched oer each shaggy head
And from those quivering stars a radian[t] light was shed
I gazed upon this scene till slumber fell
Upon my eyelids, then methought I saw
On my entranced sight a vision swell
Whose glory passed the bound of Natures law
And filled the spirit with a mingl[e]d joy & awe
A land was spread before me where the trees
Formed woods of emrald clearness and high bowers
Through which the[re] whispered many a murmuring breeze
Perfumed with incence of a hundred flowers
Wat[e]red by clouds of light which fell in fragrant showers
I heard sweet voices not like human sound
But tuneful of artic' late harmony
I saw no shape but oft there floated round
A zephyr soft & breathing from the sky
As if some unseen form in light wings flitted by
At length the air 'gan brighten faint there shone
A rainbow path through all the expanse of blue
And music of a soft melodious tone
Subdued by distance through hea'vens wide arch flew
Falling upon the ear calm as the twilight dew
Louder it rose, sweep harp & timbrel clear
Rang tunefully to many a sweeter voice
These mingling fell upon the list'ning ear
While all the echo's answered to the noise
And Nature seemed united to rejoice
Then a bright chariot glided through the air
Attended by a glorious company
Of beings radiant surpassing fair
Around them rolled of light a mighty sea
And now the music played with loudest melody
And while this scene slow passed before my eyes
Dazzled with splendor suddenly I woke
& Lo the light dawn tinged the easterns skies
Showing the rugged front of many a rock
And faintly gilding each wide branching oak
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