And dancing of Fairies And wraiths of the mountain, By warble of water, Or cataract music Of falling torrents, Flitted the Gleam. 48 Down from the mountain And over the level, And streaming and shining on Silent river, Silvery willow, Pasture and plowland, Innocent maidens, Garrulous children, Homestead and harvest, Reaper and gleaner, Then, with a melody To the city and palace 61 Flicker'd and bicker'd 14 74 Clouds and darkness For out of the darkness Silent and slowly The Gleam, that had waned to a wintry glimmer On icy fallow And faded forest, Drew to the valley And slowly moving again to a melody GOD sends his teachers unto every age, Into the selfish rule of one sole race: The life of man, and given it to grasp Enfolds some germs of goodness and of right; Found in it even a moment's fitful rest. There is an instinct in the human heart Which makes that all the fables it hath coined, To justify the reign of its belief And strengthen it by beauty's right divine, Veil in their inner cells a mystic gift, Of spirit; so, in whatsoe'er the heart Its needful food of truth, there ever is A sympathy with Nature, which reveals, Not less than her own works, pure gleams of light And earnest parables of inward lore. A youth named Rhocus, wandering in the Saw an old oak just trembling to its fall, He propped its gray trunk with admiring care, 20 30 And with a thoughtless footstep loitered on. 40 But, as he turned, he heard a voice behind That murmured leaves, 66 Rhocus! 'T was as if the Stirred by a passing breath, had murmured it. |