The Downing legends : Stories in Rhyme The witch of Shiloh, the last of the Wampanoags, the gentle earl, the enchanted voyage |
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 | The Downing legends : Stories in Rhyme |  |
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The night was marvelous to hear;
It had a strangely mingled mell.
It bellowed like a raging mere;
It hissed with flights of spirits fell.
The night was like a demon's dream,
(A demon dreaming deep in hell),
A dream of blast and roar and gleam
And formless horror throned supreme.
It had a strangely mingled mell.
It bellowed like a raging mere;
It hissed with flights of spirits fell.
The night was like a demon's dream,
(A demon dreaming deep in hell),
A dream of blast and roar and gleam
And formless horror throned supreme.
If ever demons dream, I think
They surely dream on such a night.
The sky was like a sky of ink;
The lightning could not give it light.
It seemed as though a dragon whirled
Gigantic wings athwart the sight;
As though an endless dragon curled
His wings and talons round the world.
They surely dream on such a night.
The sky was like a sky of ink;
The lightning could not give it light.
It seemed as though a dragon whirled
Gigantic wings athwart the sight;
As though an endless dragon curled
His wings and talons round the world.
I think that surely monsters flew
That night to tear our feeble earth;
I think that surely Satan blew
His trumpet round creation's girth;
And every evil creature heard;
The black cat bounded from the hearth,
The he-goat leaped, the owlet whirred,
The goblin flapped, the wizard spurred.
That night to tear our feeble earth;
I think that surely Satan blew
His trumpet round creation's girth;
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The black cat bounded from the hearth,
The he-goat leaped, the owlet whirred,
The goblin flapped, the wizard spurred.
Around the gallows-tree they came,
Around the pirate's corse they flung;
They danced a dance without a name,
They sang a song in unknown tongue.
The demons capered, great and small;
The witches capered, old and young;
And, smirking through his iron thrall,
The dead man capered over all.
Around the pirate's corse they flung;
They danced a dance without a name,
They sang a song in unknown tongue.
The demons capered, great and small;
The witches capered, old and young;
And, smirking through his iron thrall,
The dead man capered over all.
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