Incarnated کے بول

when the moist and balmy gale round the verdant meadow sights, odours sweet in misty veil at the twilight-hour arise murmurings soft of calm repose rock the heart to child-like rest, and the day’s bright portals close on the eyes with toil oppressed night already reigns over all strangely star linked to star planets, mighty sparkling small glitter near and gleam afar gleam above in clearer night glitter in the glassy sea pledging pure and calm delight rules the moon in majesty now each well known hour is over trust the newborn eye of day vales grow verdant, hillocks teem shady nooks the bushes yield and with waving silvery gleam wouldst thou wish for wish obtain cast the shell of sleep away tarry not, but be thou bold when the many loiter still all with ease may be controlled