Tale of Archais

88 THE TALE OF ARCHAIS Sphere on sphere unite in the chant of wonder ; Star to star must add to the glowing chorus ; Sun and moon must mingle and speed the echo Flaming through heaven. Night and day divide, and the music strengthens, Gathers roar of seas and the dirge of moor- lands ; Tempest, thunder, birds, and the breeze of summer Join to augment it. So the sound-world, filled of the fire of all things, Rolls majestic torrents of mighty music Through the stars where dwell the avenging spirits Bound in the whirlwind . . . So the cliffs their Song . . . For the mist re- gathers, Girds them bride-like, fit for the sun to kiss them ; Darkness falls like dewfall about the hillsides ; Night is upon me.