| I SEE before me now, a traveling army halting; |
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Below, a fertile valley spread, with barns, and the orch-
ards of summer; |
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Behind, the terraced sides of a mountain, abrupt in
places, rising high; |
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Broken, with rocks, with clinging cedars, with tall
shapes, dingily seen; |
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The numerous camp-fires scatter'd near and far, some
away up on the mountain; |
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The shadowy forms of men and horses, looming, large-
sized, flickering; |
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And over all, the sky—the sky! far, far out of reach,
studded with the eternal stars. |