Hath gained his noontide height, this churchyard, filled
With mounds[466] transversely lying side by side
From east to west, before you will appear
An unillumined, blank, and dreary, plain,[467]
With more than wintry cheerlessness and gloom
Saddening the heart. Go forward, and look back;
Look,[468] from the quarter whence the lord of light,
Of life, of love, and gladness doth dispense
His beams; which, unexcluded in their fall,
Upon the southern side of every grave