As when upon a tranced summer-night Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars Dream and so dream all night without a stir Save from one gradual solitary gust Which comes upon the silence and dies off As if the ebbing air had but one wave So came these words and went the while in tears She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground Just where her falling hair might be outspread A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, art by alexandre calame, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr