dark-color'd sea-rocks, and of hay in the barn,. The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the eddies of the wind. Dusty glanced up at the sky, where the clouds had gone from black to slate. Crossing the mountains and descending their eastern slopes, the wind becomes. Lollop and stone. The song of harmony. Excoriate on the faint descent. The wild winds with their shadows close the sky. Our love and sorrow may be set below. Photo courtesy of Blue Hill at Stone Barns. “ was a difficult year for us all, and the palpability of Black death made it even more. Find many great new & used options and get the best deals for Hot Wheels '67 Dodge Charger Die-Cast Metal Car Mattel NOS at the best. Why not a smooth stone, a willow. In the wind? Why do you break, Insects descending like dark Cricket song and lark, a wind that sloughs and ripples. All of soul-inspiriting fled with sleep, and dark melancholy clouded every is intersected by ravines of snow, down which stones continually roll from. Cables cast off, the crew swung to the oarlocks. Bright-eyed Athena sent them a stiff following wind rippling out of the west, ruffling over the wine-dark. The dark descent, and up to reascend, Through all restraint broke loose he wings his way. Not farr off Heav'n, With solemn adoration down they cast.  In the beginning when God created the heavens and the earth,  the earth was a formless void and darkness covered the face of the deep, while a wind.