MOONRISE.

Thames Star, Volume XV, Issue 4934, 1 November 1884, Page 1

MOONRISE.

At the close of a cloudy Autumnal day. From my window I looked thro' the twilight gray To the hills that darkly defyingly tower Like bulwarks of strength, in that shodowy hour. When softy above them, the curtains gray Of dark-veiling clouds were half drawn [away, Revealing Hesperus, luminous, clear, First Star of the Evening, radiant and clear. But while I gazed on that peerless star, As brightly its tender beams glistened afar, A wonderful transformation scene In Cloudland enthralled me by its sheen. For the sombre leaden hue was gone, And a fairy-like vision before me shone, Of many an aerial Alpine peak, Elevation and purity bidding me seek. While numbers of vast mighty glaciers there Gleamed icily forth in the still cold air, And all enchained in a calm profound, Uprose this seeming enchanted ground. 'Twas weirdly lovely, that scene on high— That beautiful snowy imagery: The stars, like diamonds of worth untold, Shimmering thro' night's dark mantle-fold. Yet the picture was but a dissolving view And it faded away in the sky's deep blue Where in silvery splendour, fitly bedight Smiled royally gracious, the fair Queen of Night. Alpha. Thames.