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 * —The Bergstrasse Hills at Midnight—An Assembly of Witches.

For ever first at meeting! Sisters, where, Where can ye linger on this lovely night? The moon is down, but in the clear blue sky The stars are thick; as pale as silver some, Some bright and golden, some like burnished steel Clustering in millions, trembling as they pierce The midnight air. Oh! how my spirit drinks Their influence. Come on ye tardy crew!— Bring me my wings; I'm tied to this dull earth, And yet 'tis beautiful. The laughing Rhine Rolls its bright azure waves through yon wide plain Washing the base of many a city's walls: The gothic towers of spires. The lofty point Stands boldly in the twilight, from the dark Cathedral mass of Worms' most ancient church;