Within the depths of its capacious breast,
Inverted trees, rocks, clouds, and azure sky;[280]
And, on its glassy surface, specks of foam,
And conglobated bubbles undissolved,
Numerous as stars; that, by their onward lapse,
Betray to sight the motion of the stream,
Else imperceptible. Meanwhile, is heard
A softened roar, or murmur;[281] and the sound
Though soothing, and the little floating isles
Though beautiful, are both by Nature charged