"Hail, Twilight, sovereign of one peaceful hour!.."

               Hail, Twilight, sovereign of one peaceful hour!
               Not dull art Thou as undiscerning Night;
               But studious only to remove from sight
               Day's mutable distinctions. - Ancient Power!
               Thus did the waters gleam, the mountains lower,
               To the rude Briton, when, in wolf-skin vest
               Here roving wild, he laid him down to rest
               On the bare rock, or through a leafy bower
               Looked ere his eyes were closed. By him was seen
               The self-same Vision which we now behold,
               At thy meek bidding, shadowy Power! brought forth;
               These mighty barriers, and the gulf between;
               The flood, the stars, — a spectacle as old
               As the beginning of the heavens and earth!

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