Poetry
... A t tr H. THE FAIRY DELL-By }1. BEE. No sound of Earth to break the oharm That reigns within the Fairy dell; The rounded moon shines clear and Calm, The glassy river owns the spell: IUnrippingly it wanders on Through scathed ravines of limestone gray, Where never yet the sunlight shone, Wor ever blew the gales of day; WHere sullen trees for ever drink The darksome water winding by, And rugged ...