The autumn wind--oh hear it howl:
Without--October's tempests scowl,
As he troops away on the raving wind!
And leaveth dry leaves in his path behind.
"It is the night--the night
Of the graves' delight
And the warlocks are at their play!
Ye think that without
The wild winds shout,
But no, it is they--it is they!"
Arthur Cleveland Coxe, from Hallowe'en
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