XIII.

Earth heaved anew, and toppling crags fell down

In darkness. Rivers turned and fled the main--

And galloping--like startled steeds back thrown

By some strong rampart--rushed in fear again

To their far founts, o'erwhelming rock and plain.

The fiend Tornado shrieked and wrung the wood,

Old Earth's scorched locks--until her ory brain

Lay shelterless and bare: while beryl-hued

And bubbling streams, breast, cheek, and cloven brow imbrued.

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