The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . unsel skilled, Till soon Hells veterans and sages old, With execrations turned away in rage,— Which gave the tyros still more confidence, And made their declamations louder still. Fierce \vere their gestures, awful were their frowns. Grotesque their grimaces, on end their hair, Their veins all swelled, and rolling wild their eyes. The roar obstreperous of resounding wordsShook that great hall unto its topmost head the raven raised, and gave a croak,—Sure signal of alarm and danger great.
The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . unsel skilled, Till soon Hells veterans and sages old, With execrations turned away in rage,— Which gave the tyros still more confidence, And made their declamations louder still. Fierce \vere their gestures, awful were their frowns. Grotesque their grimaces, on end their hair, Their veins all swelled, and rolling wild their eyes. The roar obstreperous of resounding wordsShook that great hall unto its topmost head the raven raised, and gave a croak,—Sure signal of alarm and danger first since Christ was bom in Galilee,—Whereat Hells banner tumbled from its staflf,And weird sounds hurtled through the atmosphere. In vain did Satans mace ring on his throne; In vain his cries for order thundered forth; In vain for peace his oldest chiefs implored;^ Then left the hall disgusted and in wrath. The Arch-Fiend swore and raved and gnashed his teeth But not a bawler stayed his babble-roar. Sole lord of the debate each deemed himself, And thought all others
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