Ossian Collection > Fingal

IS FINGAL.
Like sudden touch above displays
From the cov'd roof a kindling blaze
Of lights whose chasten'd splendours vie
The lustres of the nightly sky,
And moon and stars roll ballanc'd there
In lucent azure sparkling fair,
Nor wanting was the milky way,
Nor aught that in the night heav'n glows
Rang'd bright, in harmoniz'd array
The calmly-shining glory shows.
Mild-beaming, trembling, circling still,
So wondrous was the artist's skill :
Meanwhile unseen musicians breathe
A sweetly-flowing solemn sound
That now seems issuing from beneath,
Now from the fluted columns round ;
Anon inspir'd is ev'ry breeze,
And music waves the distant trees,
And stirs the lake, and woos the plain,
Floated so wide tliat magic strain ;