The Delights of Harmony; or, Norfolk Compiler ‎#76

76. While Cynthia sheds her borrow'd light

While Cynthia sheds her borrow'd light,
And stars illume the sky,
Alone I'll trace the distant plain,
Unseen by mortal eye,
Far from the noise of jarring strive
Sweet peace my soul enjoys,
Serene and calm the evening scene,
My busy thoughts employ.

Text Information

• First Line: While Cynthia sheds her borrow'd light
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1805
• Notes: Now Public Domain.

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