• I saw the constellated matin choir
    Then when they sang together in the dawn,—
    The morning stars of this first rounded day
    Hesperian, hundred-houred, that ending leaves
    Youth’s fillet still upon the New World’s brow;
    Then when they sang together,—sang for joy
    Of mount and wood and cataract, and stretch
    Of keen-aired vasty reaches happy-...