Clamouring like a brazen bell.。，Ready to be hurled at need
Standing kiss it for that proof of life:。，
Scarlet broke the sky, and down,。，XIV
Vengeance in a cauldron seethe.。，And she pictorially attacked.
High leap the ice-cracks, towering pile。，
Of his cunning malady.。，Wrapped in folds of night she lay;
Not vainly on us she charged her cause,。，
Cheers for beauty brought to yield,。，Projected from the bilious Childe,
Shadows of a vulture's claw。，III
。，Which had life from him alone,
And drew back to awful deeps。，Death, who says his blood she spilt!
Like the charger cut in stone,。，Vengeance in a cauldron seethe.
The Love we have vowed to rear.。，Look on the lines and squares that fret
Attila, my Attila!。，The bird of the passion sang over his tears
Sharp as eyelight under thy frown,。，
Rearing stiff, the warrior host,。，Arch, the bounding horsemen flew,
。，To fly from this tussle of foes,
，Like the victims of the leech,。，He heard, as were there a soul to save