Sun-Rise — A Druid Chorus - Part 7
Air's Herald thrice his blasting bugle wound
To flood, and flame, and the concealing ground,
Where lingering shapes of scaped Breath be found;
Quick the compulsed Ghosts hark to the fearful sound;
Hell opens wide the caverns of her womb,
And out the dragon Fiends of Darkness howling come.
To flood, and flame, and the concealing ground,
Where lingering shapes of scaped Breath be found;
Quick the compulsed Ghosts hark to the fearful sound;
Hell opens wide the caverns of her womb,
And out the dragon Fiends of Darkness howling come.
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