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He comes with herald clouds of dust;
     Ecstatic frenzies rend his breast;
A moment, and he graced the earth--
     Now, seek him at the eagle's nest.

Hark! see'st thou not the torrent's flash
     Far shooting o'er the mountain height?
Hear'st not the billow's solemn roar,
     That echoes through the vaults of night?

Anon the murky cloud is riven,
     The lightnings leap in sportive play,
And through the clanging doors of heaven,
     In calm effulgence bursts the day.

Hope, peering from her fleecy car,
     Smiles welcome to the coming spring,
And birds with blithesome songs of praise
     Make every grove and valley ring.

What though on pinions of the blast
     The sea-gulls sweep with leaden flight?
What though the watery caverns deep
     Gleam ghostly on the wandering sight?

Is there no music in the trees
     To charm thee with its frolic mirth?
Must Care's wan phantom still beguile
     And chain thee to the stubborn earth?

Lo! Fancy from her magic realm
     Pours Boreal gleams adown the pole.
The tidal currents lift and swell--
     Dead currents of the ocean's soul.

Yet never may their mystic streams
     Breathe whispers of the mournful past,
Or Pallas wake her sounding lyre
     Mid Ether's columned temples vast.

Grave History walks again the earth
     As erst it did in days of eld,
When seated on the golden throne
     Her hand a jewelled sceptre held.

The Delphian oracle is dumb,
     Dread Cumae wafts no words of fate,
To fright the eager souls that press
     Through sullen Lethe's iron gate.

But deeper shadows gather o'er
     The vales that sever night and morn;
And darkness folds with brooding wing
     The rustling fields of waving corn.

Then issuing from his bosky lair
     The crafty tiger crouches low,
Or thunders from the frozen north
     The white bear lapped in Arctic snow.

Thus shift the scenes till high aloft
     The young moon sets her crescent horn,
And in gray evening's emerald sea
     The beauteous Star of Love is born.

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Picture Credits
Original bunny climbing rope picture by Paige Miglio (copyright 2000 ©) from One More Bunny authored by Rick Walton.
Original purple monster picture by Renee Williams-Andriani (copyright 1998 ©) from Really, Really Bad School Jokes authored by Rick Walton.
Original bullfrog seated picture by Chris McAllister (copyright 1999 ©) from Bullfrog Pops! authored by Rick Walton.
Electronic modifications by Ann Walton.
Last updated: December 22, 2004