In silence do ye gather, shades of night!
The sun in peaceful glory passed away;
As quietly arises the new day;
And gently fall the rays of the moon's light.
How doth the sparkling eye with glances bright
make revelation more than tongue can say--
The inmost secrets of the heart betray!
No speech is needed for the soul's insight.
To thought, O silence, thou'rt a very sun;
Without thee, genius withers and grows pale,
And fails to charm us with his fairest flower:
High-born art thou; even the great gods hail
Communion with thee--consecrate thy hour.
In silence nature's grandest work is done!