What beck'ning ghost, along the moonlight shade
Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?

Line 1. Compare: "What gentle ghost, besprent with April dew, Hails me so solemnly to yonder yew?", Ben Jonson, Elegy on the Lady Jane Pawlet. - The Works of Mr. Alexander Pope (1717) - Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady