09.08.2014, 14:09
MUSIC
WHAT visions from the wonder land of dreams
Float o'er me on the magic wings of sound !
What mountains with the gold of morning crowned
Rise into radiant skies ! what filmy gleams
Dance on the waters of bright silver streams
That flow for ever through enchanted ground !
What thundering torrents leap with sudden bound,
Scattering a mist of rainbow tinted beams
Into the light ! and what sweet scents are here
From flowers no mortal eye hath ever seen,
Drenching the wind with fragrance that hath been
Till now the desert's breath ! what gusts of fear
Wail in the fretting strings ! what heavy teen
Moans low along the gloomy atmosphere !
WHAT visions from the wonder land of dreams
Float o'er me on the magic wings of sound !
What mountains with the gold of morning crowned
Rise into radiant skies ! what filmy gleams
Dance on the waters of bright silver streams
That flow for ever through enchanted ground !
What thundering torrents leap with sudden bound,
Scattering a mist of rainbow tinted beams
Into the light ! and what sweet scents are here
From flowers no mortal eye hath ever seen,
Drenching the wind with fragrance that hath been
Till now the desert's breath ! what gusts of fear
Wail in the fretting strings ! what heavy teen
Moans low along the gloomy atmosphere !