Tasso and the Sisters Tasso's Spirit: The Nuptials of Juno: The Skeletons: The Spirits of the Ocean. Poems, By Thomas Wade |
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The moon roll'd on, in cloudless glory,
Beneath a wilderness of blue,
And all along the mountains hoary
Flung a pale garb of silvery hue:
One little twinkling star, alone,
At distance in her pathway shone,
And smiling worlds, sublime as high,
Were scatter'd thro' the azure sky:
And as the bright Queen swept above,
(The image of continual love)
She seem'd a splendid mirror, sent
To charm the stars thro' which it went,
By holding out its bosom fair
For them to see their beauty there.
Nature had all her music hush'd,
Save the wide Ocean's ceaseless roar;
Whose foaming billows eager rush'd
To kiss the pebbles on its shore,
And dash'd against each lofty rock,
As tho' its adamant to mock.
So calm, so beautiful, so bright,
So full of sweetness was the night,
One could have almost wish'd that morn
Would ne'er again those skies adorn.
Beneath a wilderness of blue,
And all along the mountains hoary
Flung a pale garb of silvery hue:
One little twinkling star, alone,
At distance in her pathway shone,
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Were scatter'd thro' the azure sky:
And as the bright Queen swept above,
(The image of continual love)
She seem'd a splendid mirror, sent
To charm the stars thro' which it went,
By holding out its bosom fair
For them to see their beauty there.
Nature had all her music hush'd,
Save the wide Ocean's ceaseless roar;
Whose foaming billows eager rush'd
To kiss the pebbles on its shore,
And dash'd against each lofty rock,
As tho' its adamant to mock.
So calm, so beautiful, so bright,
So full of sweetness was the night,
One could have almost wish'd that morn
Would ne'er again those skies adorn.
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