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/ The black night showed its hungry teeth, / And gnawed with sleet at roof and pane; / Beneath the door I heard it breathe -- / A beast that growled in vain.
/ The hunter wind stalked up and down, / And crashed his ice-spears through each tree; / Before his rage, in tattered gown, / I saw the maid moon flee.