TINTERN ABBEY, IN FOUR SONNETS. The ruin speaks that sometime it was a worthy building. SHAKSPEARE. Come like shadows, so depart.-Ibid. I. I DID not visit thee" by pale moonlight”— (1) The noonday sun beamed on thee, but his smile 'Mid solemn music's thrilling swell and close, A silent, shadowy train: the taper's gleam Fitfully o'er monastic forms was shed, O'er mitre'd abbot, and the lengthened line Of dark-cowled monks, that bent around the shrine, Still, calm, and voiceless as the slumb'ring dead. |