The Incantation
The woods are sighing!
And the wild birds crying!
And loud and sorely the wild waters weep!
Dark pines are groaning!
And night winds are moaning!
And muttering thunder rumbles hoarse and deep!
Come, Sisters, come, come!
Bring the storm, and bring the rain,
Let the raving winds loose upon the swelling billows!
Down, Spirits, down, down!
Shake the oak, and split the rock,
Scream amid the dashing waves, and shriek among the willows!
And the wild birds crying!
And loud and sorely the wild waters weep!
Dark pines are groaning!
And night winds are moaning!
And muttering thunder rumbles hoarse and deep!
Come, Sisters, come, come!
Bring the storm, and bring the rain,
Let the raving winds loose upon the swelling billows!
Down, Spirits, down, down!
Shake the oak, and split the rock,
Scream amid the dashing waves, and shriek among the willows!
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