No cloud is on the heavens, and on the sea br No sail: the immortal, solemn ocean lies br Unbroken sapphire to the walling skies- br Immutable, supreme in majesty. br The billows, where the charging foam leaps free, br Burden the winds with thunder. Soul, arise! br For ghostly trumpet-blasts and battle-cries br Across the tumult wake the Past for thee. br They call me to a dim, disastrous land, br Where fallen marbles tell of mighty years, br Heroic architraves, but where the gust br Ripples forsaken waters. Lo! I stand br With armies round about, and in mine ears br The roar of harps reborn from legend's dust.