Shuddering to view such ruthless foes assemble,
And one by one the stars withdrew their sheen.
3.
The two, enrapt with such a vision, saw
Its ominous surges, dense, prismatic, vast,
Heaved from the round horizon; and in awe,
Musing awhile, were silent. Till at last
The younger, fair in widow’s garments, spoke:
“See, father, how, from either pole,
The deep, innumerous columns roll;