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 And around her, tame and mild, All the forest creatures wild— Lion, panther, kid, and fawn, Eagle, hawk, and dove, all drawn By the magic of her splendour, By her great voice, rich and tender, Whereof every beast and bird Understood each tone and word, While she fondled and carest, Playing freaks of joyous zest.

Suddenly the lion stood, Turned and saw the multitude, Swelled his mighty front in ire, Roared the roar of raging fire: Then She turned, the living light, Sprang erect, grew up in height, Smote them with the flash and blaze Of her terrible, swift gaze; A divine, flushed, throbbing form, Dreadfuller than blackest storm.

All the forest creatures cowered, Trembling, moaning, overpowered; All the simple folk who saw Sank upon their knees in awe