Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. Night In The Dessert.<br><br>How beautiful is night!<br>A dewy freshness fills the silent air;<br>No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain,<br>Breaks the serene of heaven:<br>In full-orbed glory yonder moon Divine<br>Rolls through the dark blue depths:<br>Beneath her steady ray<br>The desert circle spreads,<br>Like the round ocean, girdled with the sky.<br>How beautiful is night!<br><br>Southey's Thalaba.<br><br>The Midnight Ocean.<br><br>The mighty moon she sits above,<br>Encircled with a zone of love,<br>A zone of dim and tender light<br>That makes her wakeful eye more bright:<br>She seems to shine with a sunny ray,<br>And the night looks like a mellow'd day!<br>The gracious mistress of the main<br>Hath now an undisturbed reign,<br>And from her silent throne looks down,<br>As upon children of her own,<br>On the waves that lend their gentle breast<br>In gladness for her couch of rest!<br><br>Wilson's Isle of Palms.
