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Gave a hint of life or motion,
 As they swept forever by,
With a restless, reeling motion,
 Adown the western sky.

There the tops of trees primeval
 Watched the staring, quiet stars—
  Stars serene, and pulseless;
There the elements' upheaval
 Reared grim mountains seamed with scars;
And the ghastly, sleeping waters
 Dozed in pools along the fells;
For no breezes stir the waters,
 And no murmur in them dwells.

And I gazed upon the heaven,
 And the waters' soundless deeps—
  Dank, forlorn, and sullen;
At the hills with thunder riven,
 And the moon-shade on their steeps;