chasmy

Demoniac clouds, up-pil'd in chasmy reach Of soundless heav'n, smother'd the brooding night; Nor came the wonted whisp'rings of the swamp, Nor voice of autumn wind along the moor, Nor mutter'd noises of th' insomnious grove Whose black recesses never saw the sun.

Then, one morning, in the valley below the terraced gardens of the monastery, two brothers, hoeing weeds in a carrot-patch, beheld the passing of a singular train of people who came from the direction of the great forest of Averoigne and went upwards climbing the steep, chasmy slope towards Ylourgne.