 | Euphrenia or the Test of Love |  |
XXXIV.
Sudden upon her startled earThe pealing thunder broke;
Its warning tones within her soul
A host of terrors woke;
In the fantastic lightning's play
She traced a giant form,
Who, throned on clouds of darkness, rode,
The demon of the storm;
Or shuddered, as a brilliant flash
Seemed, serpent-like, to dart
Full on the mansion which enshrined
The treasure of her heart.
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