3 The water's eye That held the sky Now glazes quite; And now the light On the cold hill Fadeth, until The giant mass Doth seem to pass From near to far; The clouds obscure The sky with gloom: The night is come, The night is come.
3 The water's eye That held the sky Now glazes quite; And now the light On the cold hill Fadeth, until The giant mass Doth seem to pass From near to far; The clouds obscure The sky with gloom: The night is come, The night is come.