And Jura answers thro’ her misty shroud,

Back to the joyous Alps who call to her aloud!

And this is in the night:⁠—Most glorious night!

Thou wer’t not sent for slumber! let me be

A sharer in thy far and fierce delight⁠—

A portion of the tempest and of me!

How the lit lake shines a phosphoric sea,

And the big rain comes dancing to the earth!