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Kindling to fiery life Dreams, worlds, of pictured strife;— Wake, rushing winds, awake! and, dark clouds, roll!

Wake, rise! the reed may bend, The shivering leaf descend, The forest branch give way before your might; But I, your strong compeer, Call, summon, wait you here,— Answer, my spirit!—answer, storm and night!