Mists Raiding Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Mists Raiding



A
Song
In
The
Mists
Raiding
A
Throng
Of
Satyrs
Raiding
Hastings
Gardens
Hastings
Gardens
Lighted
When
All
The
Houses
Dreaming
When
All
The
Houses
Sleeping
And
Bats
Be
On
The
Wing
And
Satyrs
Fauns
Elves
Goblins
Nymphs
Be
In
Their
Dance
Bacchanalians
In
Their
Wines:
The
Birds
Sing
In
The
Night
Too
Too
In
The
Night:
And
Tiptoe
The
Dancers
Light
Till
Dawn brings on her lights.

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