POETICAL ASPIRATIONS.
THE ALPINE HORN. [(1)]
Sunset is streaming o'er the snow-clad crown
Of the high Alps, while darkness settles down
Through all their countless valleys and defiles,
Mixing with shade, where sunlight never smiles:
Ere from the topmost peak, its latest ray
Has, with its wing of glory, sped away,
The mountain shepherd's horn has sounded there,