92 November. 
THE WINDY NIGHT. 
Alow and aloof 
Over the roof 
How the midnight tempests howl! 
With a dreary voice, like the dismal tune 
Of wolves that bay at the desert moon ; 
Or whistle and shriek 
Through limbs that creak. 
“Tu-who ! Tu-whit ! ” 
They cry and flit, 
“ Tu-who ! Tu-whit ! ” like the solemn owl! 
Alow and aloof 
Over the roof 
Sweep the moaning winds amain, 
And wildly dash 
The elm and ash 
Clattering on the window-sash, 
With a clatter and patter, 
Like hail and rain, 
That well-nigh shatter 
The dusky pane ! 
Alow and aloof 
Over the roof 
How the tempests swell and roar ! 
Though no foot is astir, 
Though the cat and the cur 
