And it broke like a thunder-clap, right in my ear,
And just when I thought not a whisper was near,
It burst like a trumpet beside me:
And it deafen’d my hearing, with deafness that rung,
And I knew ’twas a black and a damned tongue,
That had laugh’d such a laugh to deride me.
XXXV.
For I had senses, and I could tell
By my spirit’s hearing, that such a yell
Was only learn’d in the bottom of hell,