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Revel, revel, angry tempests,
Sweep across the earth—
Break the branches from the tree-tops,
Ruin is your mirth!

Drive the songsters from the woodland,
Chase them from the sky—
Those that cannot fly your fury
Let them fall and die!

Tear the shutters from the windows,
Smash the panes in glee—
Burn a candle in the darkness,
Quench it angrily!

Revel, revel, tempests, revel,
Break and bend and mar—
Long will last the dreary winter,
Summer is yet far! …
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