The brazen tumult almost drowned,
Pealing and ringing as it passed,
A clarion’s clamor filled the blast.
Along the earth, among the elms
Who shook and clanged their hoary helms,
And waved their arms in wild despite,
Again that summons filled the night.
Up, piercing space, again it rung
Where fair-haired Lyra sat and sung
Like Sappho, in a passionate trance,