Anne Finch, "A Nocturnal Reverie"
A Nocturnal Reverie In such a Night , when every louder Wind Is to its distant Cavern safe confin'd ; And only gentle Zephyr fans his Wings , And lonely Philomel , still waking , sings ; Or from some Tree , fam'd for the Owl's delight , She , hollowing clear , directs the Wand'rer right : In such a Night , when passing Clouds give place , Or thinly vail the Heav'ns mysterious Face ; When in some River , overhung with Green , The waving Moon and trembling Leaves are seen ; When freshen'd Grass now bears it self upright , And makes cool Banks to pleasing Rest invite , Whence springs the Woodbind , and the Bramble-Rose , And where the sleepy Cowslip shelter'd grows ; Whilst now a paler Hue the Foxglove takes , Yet checquers still with Red the dusky brakes : When scatter'd Glow-worms , but in Twilight fine , Shew trivial Beauti...