My mother groaned! my father wept. Into the dangerous world I leapt, Helpless, naked, piping loud Like a fiend hid in a cloud.
Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
One could forgive the fiend for becoming a torrent, but to become an earthquake was really too much.
So on this windy sea of land, the Fiend Walked up and down alone bent on his prey.
A monster, which the Blatant beast men call, A dreadful fiend of gods and men ydrad.
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