Night And Morning

One night of tempest I arose and went

Along the Menai shore on dreaming bent;

The wind was strong, and savage swung the tide,

And the waves blustered on Caernarfon side.

But on the morrow, when I passed that way,

On Menai shore the hush of heaven lay;

The wind was gentle and the sea a flower

And the sun slumbered on Caernarfon tower.