  Some saw a dragon eating up the light, Oho! Oho! Oho, ho, ho! Some heard a lost bird riding out the night, Oho! Oho! Oho, ho, ho! But I saw: A low dark hill with its twisted back, Two wings of flame from the green cloud rack, A sprawling flank overlaid with leaf Glitter and gleam and shine like steel, Crackle and lash like a serpent’s tail! And I heard: The wind draw out of the west and wail, Dance and stagger and jig and reel With the long low sound of a life in grief! I saw a life in grief Oho! Oho! Oho, ho, ho! Dance and stagger and jig and reel! Oho! Oho! Oho, ho, ho! |
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