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ON CROSSING THE
ANGLESEA STRAIT TO BANGOR,
AT MIDNIGHT. |
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ON CROSSING THE ANGLESEA STRAIT TO BANGOR, AT MIDNIGHT.
'Twas midnight: from the Druid's gloomy cave,Where I had wander'd, tranc'd in thought, alone
'Mid Cromlechs, and the Carnedd's funeral stone,
Pensive and slow, I sought the Menai's wave:
Lull'd by the scene, a soothing stillness laid
My soul to rest. O'er Snowdon's cloudless brow
The moon, that full-orb'd rose, with peaceful glow,
Beam'd on the rocks; with many a star array'd
Glitter'd the broad blue sky; from shore to shore,
O'er the smooth current stream'd a silver light,
Save where along the flood the lonely height
Of rocky Penmanmaur deep darkness shed:
And all was silence, save the ceaseless roar
Of Conway bursting on the ocean's bed.
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