With evil eye beholds the temples ’neath
St. Etienne, St. Jacque, and St. Denis,
The “Hotel Dieu,” Justice Palace, Law!
See hungry ghouls, and vampires, never sated,
Fiends eyeing Paris, gibing, mocking all;
And cat alive and wild, like devil dead
Revived, hath climbed on precipice of stone,
Creeping, howling, groaning, pained much;
Then plunging far, as if pursued by ghost.
And stories of the garden, curdling blood,