Poems (Nealds)/Song (Faintly from yonder mountain dim)

by Adeline Martha Nealds

For works with similar titles, see Song.

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Faintly from yonder mountain dimFloats the convent's vesper hymn,And over forests, hills, and dells,How sweetly sound the evening bells!And tenderly, in yonder vale,Sings the plaintive nightingale.

Then lady, lady fair, awake,Upon the smooth and placid lakeThe silver moon-beams gently rest,Like child upon a mother's breast;Come forth and shew thy beauty's light,Where all like thee is fair and bright.