The Valley of Unrest

Ah, by no wind are stirred those trees That palpitate like the chill seas Ah, by no wind those clouds are driven That rustle through the unquiet Heaven Once it smiled a silent dell Where the people did not dwell They had gone unto the wars Trusting to the mild-eyed stars Nightly from their azure towers To keep watch above the flowers In the midst of which all day The red sun-light lazily lay Now each visitor shall confess The sad valley's restlessness Nothing there is motionless Nothing save the airs that brood Over the magic solitude Once it smiled a silent dell Where the people did not dwell They had gone unto the wars Trusting to the mild-eyed stars Nightly from their azure towers To keep watch above the flowers In the midst of which all day The red sun-light lazily lay Lazily lay