I SEE before me now, a traveling army halting;Below, a fertile valley spread, with barns, and the orch- ards of summer;Behind, the terraced sides of a mountain, abrupt in places, rising high;Broken, with rocks, with clinging cedars, with tall shapes, dingily seen;The numerous camp-fires scatter'd near and far, some away up on the mountain;The shadowy forms of men and horses, looming, large- sized, flickering;And over all, the sky—the sky! far, far out of reach, studded with the eternal stars.