BOREAS
Now on the house he plays a trick,
And gives it a resounding kick;
And gives it a resounding kick;
It starts and shivers in the blast;
The windows rattle loud and fast;
The windows rattle loud and fast;
With arms around the chimney's base,
He almost shifts it from its place,
He almost shifts it from its place,
Then struts about in boisterous glee,
As though to say, "Just look at me!"
As though to say, "Just look at me!"
Long round the house he prowls in vain,
Then finds that old cracked window-pane;
Then finds that old cracked window-pane;
Triumphantly he makes a dash
And blows the glass in with a crash;
And blows the glass in with a crash;
With bound he enters, bangs the door,
And strews my writings on the floor,
And strews my writings on the floor,
Then whisks about, in furtive chase,
The live sparks in the fire-place.
The live sparks in the fire-place.
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