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An awful Tempest mashed the air

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An awful Tempest mashed the air –
The clouds were gaunt, and few –
A Black – as of a Spectre’s Cloak
Hid Heaven and Earth from view.

The creatures chuckled on the Roofs –
And whistled in the air –
And shook their fists –
And gnashed their teeth –
And swung their frenzied hair.

The morning lit – the Birds arose –
The Monster’s faded eyes
Turned slowly to his native coast –
And peace – was Paradise!

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