<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117492" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Moonlight</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The moon hath risen o'er the silent height<br>Of the blue vaulted heaven—and each star<br>Is faintly glimmering in its silver light,<br>That dimly shows the mountain-tops afar,<br>And lights the fleecy clouds that, floating there,<br>By turns obscure its brightness—while around,<br>The spell of silence hangs o'er earth and air;<br>And not a rude intruding voice, or sound,<br>Falls on the ear, or mars the solitude profound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Prompter of wild imagination's flight!<br>How soft the witchery that enrobes thy beam,<br>That sheds its magic o'er the gloom of night,<br>And wraps the soul within its brightest dream,<br>Till heaven and earth are mingled—and we seem,<br>With airy beings of the land of thought,<br>To hold high converse—till we almost deem<br>They are indeed with life and being fraught,<br>And not in fancy's wild unreal visions wrought.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now rise the treasured thoughts of other days,<br>And all the scenes that by-past years have known;<br>And memory sheds her reminiscent rays<br>Around the hopes and pleasures that have flown,<br>And gives again to being every tone,<br>That once like music on our pulses thrill'd;<br>When childhood's gaiety was all our own,<br>And even tears, like dew in flowers distill'd,<br>Gave brightness to the dreams that hope delights to build.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Star-spangled vault of glory! who could gaze<br>With coldness or with carelessness at thee?<br>Or view the earth illumined by thy rays,<br>Nor feel the spirit for a moment free<br>From all terrestrial feelings?—Can it be<br>That in yon spheres translated spirits dwell?<br>It may be fancy's whisper—but to me<br>It sounds scarce strangely—though we may not tell<br>Of what awaits beyond our shortly pealing knell</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Elizabeth+Margaret+Chandler">Elizabeth Margaret Chandler</a> from <i>Poetical Works</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117492" data-title="Moonlight de Elizabeth Margaret Chandler" data-description="The moon hath risen o'er the silent height/Of the blue vaulted heaven—and each star/Is faintly glimmering in its silver light,/That dimly shows the mountain-tops afar,/And lights the fleecy clouds that, floating there,/By turns obscure its brigh..."></div> </div> </div>

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