Like a monster doomed,
In the midst of the flames and their ruthless ire—
In the murderous tide of a river of fire.
Roused the sleeper within his bed:
A crash, a plunge, and a gleam of red,
And the sweltering heat
Of his winding-sheet
Clung round his form, with an agony dire:
He moaned and died in a river of fire.
And they who were spared from the fearful death,