Two songs to poems by L. G. Shuman

A starless sky and a slender moon, 
A silenced earth, like a silver noon, 
A vision of gnomes, with brows of snow, 
And the calm, wide white no bloom may know 
This is the world, and its heart is still, 
It shall fret no more its changeless will, 
Insensate beside its ashen hearth, 
Dumb it doth lie in the ice-wind's path. 

Cradled in mist, is my Lady of Clouds, 
She is veiled with a shadow of wandering sky, 
She is rocked by the winds from their Eden on high, 
Oh, white as the Dawn, is my Lady of Clouds ! 

On thy shrine burn the stars, my Lady of Clouds, 
They illumine my dreams, that baffle the morn, 
And my soul that beheld thee, still watches forlorn, 
My soul now tempestuous, Lady of Clouds !