There comes a blinding cloud of rain Something breaks off the memory quite. Again and yet again it calls, That noise of streaming waterfalls ;- And passing that, what came the next Were on a down whose turf made flee The miles, with thyme and eyebright sweet. The white clouds in the clear blue sky! Why do the dull dark days go by, And heavy toils chain down, and care, The thistledown upon the air? The careless speech, the sunny hours, Is it not strange that we who knew, The joys so easily that grew? And from those grassy slopes, I know A deep and hollow wood below We entered, but beyond no more Can I recall these paths of yore Meseems some wave has here swept o'er. I know that at the end of all There was another waterfall : A wonderful and far-famed sight Fell roaring down and lost in night. This was our pilgrimage's goal; Not far, for twas a morning's stroll But if it still be there I doubt, So many years have blotted out The paths and country all about. This moment must I seize to seek, Still I am here-what binds me fast? Another vision too is cast Before me, of a field full-blown I wandered into once alone, And ever since its place is gone. It lies high up the meadow land, Rustling around my knees to pass; Stood pale rare flowers, long sought unseen, Orchis, day-lily, and helleborine, And others crowding through the green. They vanished with the setting sun, But this was far-so far-away, Till suddenly, I know not how, I came out on the purple brow, All mantled with the heather hue; And mid the bracken-gold I knew One straight stalk where the moonwort grew. But, facing full, the setting sun Yet in that moment's russet glow I caught blue glimpses far below And as I trod the lonely ground, So deep a sense of peace breathed round, I seemed the borderland to press Of some enchanted wilderness Springing in unknown loveliness. Could I once more that summit win, Stretching into the moorland wide, But when I ponder on the quest, Right out of mind the way has past, And if I find it at the last, The evening will be closing fast. Therefore at least it would be wise |