The sky is changed!—and such a change! Oh Night, [20.B.]

And Storm, and Darkness, ye are wondrous strong,

Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light

Of a dark eye in Woman![336] Far along,

From peak to peak, the rattling crags among

Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud,

But every mountain now hath found a tongue,

And Jura answers, through her misty shroud,

Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!