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A DREAM.

TINTERN ABBEY BY MOONLIGHT.

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TINTERN ABBEY BY MOONLIGHT. The harvest moon is shining o'er Tintern's stately pile, Gilding wit. rarest beauty each richly-sculptur'd aisle, Filt'ring through twining ivy where it swingeth to and fro Casting fan, astic shadows on the pavement far below. Soft'ning e ich rugged outline, touching with tender gT<- -:e Where Tin. j's defacing fingers mar the beauty of a face. Wrapp'd in a sombre mantle of grandeur and decay, Thou speak'st to us of the storied past ere thy glory pass'd away. This banquet hall is no longer void, or silent, dark, and cold See a gorgeous canopy stretches there of crimson, green, and gold; And a mitr'd Abbot sits enthron'd to receive his noble guest— Earl Strongbow comes with a princely train from his conquests in the West. The lights flash back from the glitt'ring mail, from shield and falchion bright, And falls on the plumes and golden spurs of many a valiant knight; A red deer s haunch on the groaning board gives promise of goodly cheer, Flank'(1 with bright tankards of Rhenish wine and the Abbot's old brown beer, With pasties, cutlets, and salmon rare from the waters of the Wye; By my balidame 'tis a kingly feast," the Earl and his knights did cry The toast, the jest, and the wine pass'dround, and many a tale was told Of brave deeds done for my ladye fayre in those gal- latH days of old. 'Twas only a dream or a phantasy neath the moon- light's witching ray,- ""is enchanted ground, and Romrnce rules with sweet, resistless sway; She waves her wand, and the rushing wind that sweeps through the rocky vales Is the martial tread of Strongbow's host from the rugged hilla of W ales The soft night wind is a mournful chant, or sad sweet vesper song, Rising and falling and dying away the dark deep woods among. Fair Tintern, e'er leaving thy hallow'd aisles our thoughts are uplifted to God above,— The moonlight grows dim as we picture the light that shines from the throne of eternal love. "wmbra.n, Sept., 1879. JULIA M. HIGHLEY.

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