“Your Highness, and you my Lords Spirits, I understand nothing of your language. You are mocking me, without a doubt.”
But the spirits, without listening to him at all, went on with their singing:
When the North
Shall kiss the West,
Then shall be the end of ruin.
Find the Seven,
And the Cincture.
And they sang with such an effect of unanimity and such a terrifying force of sound that the very earth trembled and the heavens shuddered. And the birds twittered, the owls hooted, the sparrows chirruped with fear, the sea-eagles wailed aloud, flying hither and thither in their dismay. And all the animals of the earth, lions, snakes, bears, stags, roe-bucks, wolves, dogs, and cats, roared, hissed, belled, howled, barked, and miawed most terribly.
And the spirits kept on singing:
Listen now, attend and see,