y rolls on his iron car;Where as he guides its rapid wheel,Thousands his bloody javlin feel:Then spreads his pinions to dispenseThe mortal breath of Pestilence;And where his distant flight is sped,He gluts on regions of the dead.Then he the poisnous sickle wields,That desolates the fruitful… … ENGLISH DANCE OF DEATH 153 That the brave Seamans cheek grows pale: Fearless no more, he quits the sail, And the proud Vessel, that defies The strength of mortal enemies, Yields her to the all-powerful blow, And sinks into the gulph below. —In the deep caverns of the Earth, He gives those dire…
Dance of death
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