Excerpt from The Tragedy of Etarre: A PoemSong Children of the misty plain, Creatures wrought of cloud and rain, Shadowed phantoms of the brain Of the dreaming earth, Fade and vanish in the sun All your magic is undone, All your charmed webs unspun, Tangles little worth, Tattered shreds and wisps of grey By the breezes swept away, Smitten by the swords of day. [during the song the fog has begun to clean] Fade and vanish, take you hence, Loose ...
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