The radiant face of the moon so proudly shone
The ragged pall of night was beamed asunder;
Melancholy peals of distant thunder
Sang across the sky they sailed upon.
Receding darkness flowed like ebbing tides
Revealing peaks of snow-clad evergreens
That lent a lonesome beauty to the scene
Portrayed upon the starlit mountainside.
Indeed, the face of the moon so proudly shone
That snow upon the trees did melt and shroud
The lofty mountain peaks with heavy cloud  
Until – the splendour of the scene was gone.