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Gloomily the clouds are sailingO'er the dimly moonlit sky;
Dolefully the wind is wailing;
Not another sound is nigh;
Only I can hear it

Down the blue night the unending columns press In noiseless tumult, break and wave and flow,
Now tread the far South, or lift rounds of
Up to the white moon's hidden loveliness
Some pause in their grave wandering comradeless,

We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon;
How restlessly they speed, and gleam, and quiver,
Streaking the darkness radiantly
— yet soon Night closes round, and they are lost forever:

I would build a cloudy House For my thoughts to live in;
When for earth too fancy-loose And too low for Heaven
Hush
I talk my dream aloud—- I build it bright to see,—-I build it on the moonlit cloud, To which I looked with thee...