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- ERE long the clouds were gone, the moon was set;
- When deeply blue without a shade of gray,
- The sky was fill'd with stars that almost met,
- Their points prolong'd and sharpen'd to one ray;
- Through their transparent air the milky-way
- Seem'd one broad flame of pure resplendent white,
- As if some globe on fire, turn'd far astray,
- Had cross'd the wide arch with so swift a flight,
- That for a moment shone its whole long track of light.
- At length in northern skies, at first but small,
- A sheet of light meteorous begun
- To spread on either hand, and rise and fall
- In waves, that slowly first, then quickly run
- Along its edge, set thick but one by one
- With spiry beams, that all at once shot high,
- Like those through vapours from the setting sun;
- Then sidelong as before the wind they fly,
- Like streaking rain from clouds that flit along the sky.
- Now all the mountain-tops and gulfs between
- Seem'd one dark plain; from forests, caves profound,
- And rushing waters far below unseen,
- Rose a deep roar in one united sound,
- Alike pervading all the air around,
- And seeming e'en the azure dome to fill,
- And from it through soft ether to resound
- In low vibrations, sending a sweet thrill
- To every finger's end from rapture deep and still.
- Carlos Wilcox
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