Soft twilight[347] ever ’mong the trees,
Strange music stirred, and on the breeze
Of evening came wild shouts of mirth,[348]
That seemed to wake the very earth,[349]
So boisterous were they, and, alas!
The youths could not a moment pass
Till they with stealthy steps were brought
Close to that God-forbidden spot;
And there, as o’er a lofty brow
That hemmed the darksome glade, they now