Come with prong, and come with fork,
Like the devil of their talk,
And with wildly rattling sound,
Prowl the desert rocks around!
Screechowl, owl,
Join in chorus with our howl!
From THE FIRST WALPURGIS-NIGHT by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Thursday, May 5, 2022
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2 comments:
Love this poem
Yeah. It's a goodn'. And one I didn't know existed until you mentioned it!
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