 | The battle of Niagara |  |
It went, and then a deeper night
Succeeded to its blazing flight,
The maniac sprung erect from earth,
And tossed his arms abroad in air:
Like some young spirit, at its birth—
Some nursling of the fiend Despair:
Uttered one thrilling, dreadful cry,
And darted towards the darkening sky
One fierce reproachful look;
Gathered his mantle round his form,
And then, like those who rend the storm,
His upward course he took.
Succeeded to its blazing flight,
The maniac sprung erect from earth,
And tossed his arms abroad in air:
Like some young spirit, at its birth—
Some nursling of the fiend Despair:
Uttered one thrilling, dreadful cry,
And darted towards the darkening sky
One fierce reproachful look;
Gathered his mantle round his form,
And then, like those who rend the storm,
His upward course he took.
| The battle of Niagara | |