WHAT beast of chase hath broken from the cover? Stern GEMMI listens to as full a cry, As multitudinous a harmony Of sounds as rang the heights of Latmos over, When, from the soft couch of her sleeping Lover, Up-starting, Cynthia skimmed the mountain dew In keen pursuit--and gave, where'er she flew, Impetuous motion to the Stars above her. A solitary Wolf-dog, ranging on Through the bleak concave, wakes this wondrous chime 10 Of aery voices locked in unison,-- Faint--far-off--near--deep--solemn and sublime!-- So, from the body of one guilty deed, A thousand ghostly fears, and haunting thoughts, proceed!