Classic Poem

Early wrapt in slumber deep
Rest the serving-me[n]
Master, dame, and handmaids sleep
Sound at Bonny-glen

Time's dark stream in yonder vales
Glides with shadowed flow
O'er each latticed window falls
A drapery sweeping low

While within the house is spread
Shade o'er weary eyes
Screenless in his out-door shed
A little herd-boy lies

Splendid light from summer moon
Falls on each green tree
Soft as twilight—clear as noon
Smiles each dewy lea

Water in the clear brook flows
Fast with trembling brightness
By its side the causeway shews
A track of silver whiteness