noon
She retired from the song of Ullin , like the moon in the west , when she foresees the shower , and hides her fair head in a cloud . I touched the harp with Ullin : the song of morning rose ! `` Ryno . The wind and the rain are past , calm is the noon of day . The clouds are divided in heaven . Over the green hills flies the inconstant sun . Red through the stony vale comes down the stream of the hill .