Kentish lyrics, sacred, rural, and miscellaneous; . ayingComes wafted on the breeze. And overhead the clouds are all entangled In wreathing forms of beauty; some are whiteAnd fleecy, others dark, and richly spangledWith gorgeous hues of light. In the mid heaven, like snowy mountains piling, Alps upon Alps, one over other rose,While in the distance feathered clouds lay smilingIn tropical repose. The sun sinks down, and every cloud is plastic,And takes the tinge of glory which he gives ;Short-lived and evanescent, but fantastic,Each cloud the stamp receives. He sinks to rest, between two dark cl
Kentish lyrics, sacred, rural, and miscellaneous; . ayingComes wafted on the breeze. And overhead the clouds are all entangled In wreathing forms of beauty; some are whiteAnd fleecy, others dark, and richly spangledWith gorgeous hues of light. In the mid heaven, like snowy mountains piling, Alps upon Alps, one over other rose,While in the distance feathered clouds lay smilingIn tropical repose. The sun sinks down, and every cloud is plastic,And takes the tinge of glory which he gives ;Short-lived and evanescent, but fantastic,Each cloud the stamp receives. He sinks to rest, between two dark clouds blazing In light imperial, brighter than before,In royal grandeur, terrible, amazing,Still glowing more and 194 Kentish Lyrics. Brighter and brighter, with intenser lustre, The whole horizon glows with living fire;Strange forms, in endless variation, clusterTo watch the day expire. Fainter and fainter, quietly declining, Light vanishes, and twilight rules the spheres,And yonder, like an Eastern diamond shining,The evening star Kentish Lyrics. 195
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