O! it is pleasant with a heart at ease, br Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies, br To make the shifting clouds be what you please, br Or let the easily persuaded eyes br Own each quaint likeness issuing from the mould br Of a friend's fancy; or with head bent low br And cheek aslant see rivers flow of gold br 'Twixt crimson banks; and then, a traveller, go br From mount to mount through Cloudland, gorgeous land! br Or list'ning to the tide, with closed sight, br Be that blind bard, who on the Chian strand br By those deep sounds possessed with inward light br Beheld the Iliad and Odyssey br Rise to the swelling of the voiceful sea.