Ere horror seized on all the wizard host,
And in their hiding-places hushed the boast.
He grew and gloomed before them like a cloud,
And his eye drew them till they cried aloud,
And withering like spent flame before his frown
They ran forth in a madness and fell down.
Rank upon rank they lay without a moan,—
His finger touched them, and their hearts grew stone.
All round the coasts he heaped their stiffened clay;
And the seamews wail o’er them to this day.