An old and ancient document
With fervent eye
Examined I
In my delight and
In my curiosity.
I willed
all round me
Still
As door nails:
In that incandescent
Revelry.
Roared outside
The winds and rains
And thunder and
The shivers down
My spine sent the lightning!
And more nights and
Days and occasions as
This night,
will I!
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