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WILD SCENES AND SONG-BIKDS. 
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 ! 
III. 
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 ! 
