An Evening Landscape

SUNSET pale

Gilds the vale,

And the pall of Evening slowly falls
Over Waldburg's ruined castle walls.

Full and free

Sweeps the sea,

And, far twinkling through the liquid green
Many a fisher's swan-white bark is seen.

Silver sand

Strews the strand,

While the clouds, red, pale, and purple, show
Their gay glories in the wave below.

And, behold!

Hued as gold,

"Wild flowers climb the promontory's rock,
Where the fluttering sea-fowl swarm and flock.

In the skies

Poplars rise,

And the broad oaks ever ,darklier frown,
And the mountain-streamlets ripple down.

While, above
Strand and grove,
Orchard, rivulet and dusky dell,
Stands the moss o'ershaded hermit's cell.

But, night soon
Brings the moon,

And no more the golden sunset falls
Over Waldburg's ruined castle-walls.

Moonlight pale

Paints the vale,

And, in Fancy's ear, sad spirit-lays
Chaunt the memory of old hero-days.