Fallen as though on some serener planet,
Lapped in a softer daylight we have lain,
Under a vaporous sky, though far we scan it
One with the sea — one vague broad luminous plain;
Where, like a meteor, glides and falls a gannet,
Where porpoises roll shining, and seals pass
And sink without a sound. The steeps of granite
Dissolved in light, loom, like a clouded glass;
All is transparency, yet all is dim,
All mystery, all solitude, all peace.
Through weedy glades becalmed fish dozing swim,
And opalescent eels; all creatures seem
Like us, the earth, the sky, the somnolent seas,
Locked in a beautiful but dawnless dream.