Hjalmar Hjorth Boyeson (1848–1895)

INVISIBLE enchanter, sweet and strong,

That crumblest mountains in thy soft embrace,

That rock’st the feathered seed through sun-lit space

And lull’st the sea with thy caressing song;

How lightly dost thou dance the waves among,

And wingest them for flight of fitful grace,

And in the cloud-rack’s path which none can trace

Dispersing cheer the parchéd earth along!

My voice thou bearest over dale and hill

And spread’st in viewless billows near and far;

And with a subtler undulation still

Thou tremblest with the light of farthest star,

And holdest lightly, hovering on high,

The bright phantasmal bridge from earth to sky.