The night is calm and cloudlessi 



And still as still ban be, 

 And the stars come forth to listen 



To the music of the sea. 

 They gather, and gatiier, and gatheit 



Until ,lhey crowd the sky, 

 And listen in breathless silencei 



To the solemn litany. 

 It begins in rocky caverns, 



As a voice that chants alone 

 To the pedals of the organ 



In monotonous undertone ; 

 And anon from shelving beaches. 



And shallow sands beyond 

 In snow-white robes uprising, 



The ghostly choirs respond. 

 And sadly and unceasing 



The mournful voice rags on, 

 And the snow-white cnoirs still answer, 

 Christe Eleisont 



Longfellow, 



