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Frolic in brine, goblins be thine

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I saw these things

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And as the branches swayed in the wind they seemed to group themselves about these shapes, forming a
series of monstrous outlines that shifted rapidly beneath the moon.










Like one, that on a lonesome road doth walk in fear and dread

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They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow

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To regard them in any other way was to play with danger.

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Immense, bronze-colored, moving, and wholly independent of the swaying of the branches

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