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VII. RUINS.

DEMONS.
Rocking whirlwinds shake the dome—
Fays of darkness, hither roam!
Shapeless legions, shades of fear,
Heed ye not? appear! appear!
Earthquakes heave the panting ground,
Fanes dismantled totter round:
Hark! with hideous roar they fall!
Loudly bursts the shatter'd wall!
Columns quiver! arches groan!
Sinks the mighty mass of stone—
Wherefore Fairies thus delay?
Hither, hither haste away!

FAIRIES.
Imps of horror! cease your strain—
Yes, we hear; but hear in vain:

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Dare not, cannot heed your cry—
Fate forbids her Fays to fly.
Frown, ye Demons! Fiends, destroy!
Fays serener bliss enjoy.
We, when silence veils the skies,
O'er the ruin'd temples rise:
Thro' the vaulted roof o'erthrown
Some in hollow murmurs moan;
Some upon the moon-beam sail
Dimly clad in glimmering mail;
Some, to brave the wintery wind,
Falling piles with ivy bind;
Some along the mouldering heap
Teach the hoary moss to creep:
All in tranquil scenes delight,
All in peace consume the night.
Frown, ye Demons! Fiends, destroy!
Fays serener bliss enjoy.