As the wind roared, The curtains were drawn, Another face did shrivel, It was not a quite morn, No anger was shown But my frown did adhere To my fixed old face- A roar without cheer, No clowns, nothing funny But it danced around Like bears in the circus, And I didn't have a penny, Come one, Come all To join or flee- The worst show on earth, That has bestowed upon me, Not a tear had I cried, But my lips were sealed, Then I silently awoke, And my heart stood still. Just a flash I did see, So I shut my eyes, And rested my feelings, I cast them to the side, I had danced with the devil, And bid myself from harm, And then my mind did ease... I was faced with the calm.