338 WILD SCENES AND SONG-BIRDS. 



All earth is bloody, and must be 

 Blood is life and blood is strength, 

 Blood is glory, and at length 

 Must robe us for Eternity ! 



The eagle sings this where the cataract's heard, 

 And earth shivered and shaken is frightened sore, 

 While the water comes down with a frown and a roar. 



Tom Todd no more ! 

 I will not tell you the story I bore, 

 Ye are not worthy to hear such lore, 

 You have not the thought, the heart or the height, 

 You never will know the strange power of might 

 Tom Todd won't come, 

 Tom Todd's a fool ! 



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Elfin are wonders and Elfin are we, 

 Elfin is everything under the sea ! 



He stays on the surface mocks at all things 

 The sad one who all activity brings 

 He laughs and mocks us while coldly he flings 

 The winter that comes of nightly decay ; 

 Winter is lighter than thoughts that we know 

 There's no dull wretchedness coupled with woe. 



Take the Black Bird from me now, 



There is fever on my brow ! 



Yes, the red is on its wing 



And this red good hope should bring ! 



Yes, and there was yellow too, 



Yellow goeth up the blue 



To where thrones of Power are placed 



Where no gentle thing erased 



Is driven to a stupid Hell 



Of Bigotrie 



Where all are free 1 



