Chapter 13 THE STORM

Come, list, and hark! the bell doth towle,

For some but now departing sowle;

And was not that some ominous fowle?

The bat, the night-crow, or screech-owle?

To these I hear the wild wolf howle,

In this dark night that seems to scowle;-

All these my blacke-booke shall enrowle,

For hark! still hark! the bell doth towle

For some