Bivouac on a Mountain Side

I SEE before me now, a traveling army halting;
Below, a fertile valley spread, with barns, and the orchards 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; 5
The shadowy forms of men and horses, looming, large-sized
　　　flickering;
And over all, the sky--the sky! far, far out of reach, studded,
　　　breaking out, the eternal stars.