Streamed from their bony necks and heads;
The crooked lightnings of their eyes
Flashed fitfully athwart the skies;
Behind a sparkling chariot shone,
Burning with many a precious stone
And flaming on the eyes of all—
A planet trembling to its fall!
Erect, while sobbing, at his side
Reclined his once immortal bride,
Sat Oberon, with pallid brow,