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Flames the shuttle of the lightning across the driving sleet, / Ay, and shakes in sea-green waverings along the fishers' street; / Gone the stars and gone the white moon, gone and puffed away and dead.
Never storm arose so swiftly; scarce the children were in bed, / Scarce the old and wizen houses had their doors and windows shut.