I LOVE to gaze along the horizon's verge--
To strain my sight where steeped in golden-gray
The sun-illumined vapors gently surge,
To melt in measureless distances away.
I gaze and gaze, till tears bedim my eyes,
And tongueless fancies haunt me, vague and fond;
Ethereal boundary! blending earth and skies,
Ah! dost thou veil some marvellous realm beyond?
Deep spirit of mine! thou, too, art strangely bound
By far horizons, vaporous, dim, and vast;
Beyond the range of whose enchanted round,
Not even the genii of weird dreams have passed!
