Chapter 22 FRAGMENT

Oh, fear and hate shall have their spate

(For both of the twain are one)

And lust and greed devour the seed

That else had growth begun.

Fiercely the flow of death shall go

And short the good man's shrift!

All hell's awake full toll to take,

And passions hour is swift.

But there be cracks in evil's tracks

Where seed shall