Ebony and Crystal/Winter Moonlight
WINTER MOONLIGHT
The silence of the silver nightLies visibly upon the pines;In marble flame the moon declinesWhere spectral mountains dream in light.
And pale as with eternal sleep,The enchanted valleys, far and strange,Extend forever without changeBeneath the veiling splendours deep.
Carven of steel or fretted stone,One stark and leafless autumn treeWith shadows made of ebony,Leans on the moon-ward field alone.