A speck scarce visible, gyred round and round,
Was heard distinctly; and the mountain stream,
Which from the distant glen sent forth its sounds
Wafted upon the wind, grew audible
In that deep hush of feeling, like the voice
Of waters in the stillness of the night.
XIII.
COUNT EUDON.
That aweful silence still endured, when one,
Who to the northern entrance of the vale