Through towering nothingness descry
The grisly phantom hurry by?
'And hear dumb shrieks that fill the air;
See mouths that gape, and eyes that stare
And redden in the dusky glare?
'The meadows breathing amber light,
The darkness toppling from the height,
The feathery train of granite Night?
'Shall he, grown gray among his peers,
Through the thick curtain of his tears