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 Then eastward far past northland lea and lawn Beneath a heavier light Of stormier day and night Began the music of the heaven of dawn; Bright sound of battle along the Grecian waves, Loud light of thunder above the Median graves, New strife, new song on Æschylean sea, Canaris risen above Themistocles; Old glory of warrior ghosts Shed fresh on filial hosts, With dewfall redder than the dews of day, And earth-born lightnings out of bloodbright spray; Then through the flushed grey gloom on shadowy sheaves Low flights of falling leaves; And choirs of birds transfiguring as they throng All the world's twilight and the soul's to song.