What do you see?

meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride,
booted and spurred, with a heavy stride,
on the opposite shore walked paul revere.
now he patted his horse's side,
now gazed on the landscape far and near,
then impetuous stamped the earth,
and turned and tightened his saddle-girth;
but mostly he watched with eager search
the belfry-tower of the old north church,
as it rose above the graves on the hill,
lonely and spectral and somber and still.
and lo! as he looks, on the belfry's height,
a glimmer, and then a gleam of light!
he springs to the saddle, the bridle he turns,
but lingers and gazes, till full on his sight
a second lamp in the belfry burns!