Welsh Journals

paper to-night with a metrical description of it, to the correctness of which he will, I think, bear witness :— Spirits of Darkness !-Ghouls of the Night Now to the left of you, now to the Right Silent as shadows and swift in their flight- Underfoot, overhead, everywhere round. Fates from the heavens !-Ghosts from the ground Everywhere Everywhere Everywhere round. Dark winged and sudden-they shiver and go, As if from the Pit-lost spirits of woe- Infectious, unholy, in hideous night Twixt Midsummer gloaming and Morning grey light.