And voices we have pined to hear,
Through many a long and lonely day,
Come back upon the dreaming ear,
From grave lands far away,
And gleams look forth of spirit eyes
Like stars along the darkening skies!"
Hervey.
She has been described by some of the modern writers, as a woman clothed in mourning, crowned with poppies, and drawn in a chariot by owls and bats.
SONG OF NIGHT.