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Suddenly rose from the South a light, as in autumn the blood red / Moon climbs the crystal walls of Heaven, and o'er the horizon, / Titan-like, stretches its hundred hands upon mountains and meadow, / Seizing the rocks and the rivers, and piling huge shadows together. / LONGFELLOW.
Why flames the far summit? why shoot to the blast, / Those embers, like stars from the firmament cast? / 'Tis the fire-shower of ruin, all dreadfully driven / From his eyrie, that beacons the darkness of Heaven. / Oh crested Lochrel! the peerless in might, / Heaven's fire is around thee, to blast and to burn; / Return to thy dwelling, all lonely, return, / For the blackness of ashes shall mark where it stood. / CAMPBELL.