The Sea-King A metrical romance, in six cantos. With notes, historical and illustrative. By J. Stanyan Bigg |
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Then Surtur grimly smiled upon the scene;—The strife was ended,
The struggle was o'er,
Gods' with demons' blood had blended
Where it should boil with life no more!
Darkly he turned around,
And called upon his native element;—
Straight at the sound,
The ignited heavens curl in flame,
The thirsty fire laps up the swollen sea
And drains the ocean dry!
The mountains crackle, and the world takes fire,
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Flame comes from the east, flame comes from the west,
Flame comes from the north, flame comes from the south,
In flame is all creation drest,
Hell greedy opens wide its mouth.
The hot earth rushes o'er the fields of space
A blazing ball, a lurid mass of flame.
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