Earl's Return, The - Part 17

Can it be lightning?—can it be thunder?
For a light is all round the lurid hall
That reddens and reddens the windows all,
And far away you may hear the fall
As of rafter and boulder splitting asunder.
It is not the thunder, and it is not the lightning,
To which the castle is sounding and brightening,
But something worse than lightning or thunder,
For what is this that is coming yonder?
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