Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn Far from the fiery noon and eve's one star Sat gray- hair'd Saturn quiet as a stone Still as the silence round about his lair wild Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud No stir of air was there Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass But where the dead leaf fell there did it rest A stream went voiceless by still deadened more By reason of his fallen divinity Spreading a shade the Naiad 'mid her reeds Press'd her cold finger closer to her lips. She gently hold a dark brown kitten with big sad eyes that reflect the light of the moon. bleak, dark art, dim light somber, dramatic, high quality, detailed