Фрэнк Белнап Лонг «Башня гоблинов»

The Goblin Tower stood and stood

And stood for years and years:

And it was haunted splendidly

By twenty thousand Fears.

The Fears were tall and very old,

With scars upon their faces;

And there were Greek and Hindoo Fears,

And Fears of Saxon races.

The Tower´s window looked upon

A moat of thunderous green;

And red lights shone behind the panes

Where gallant ghosts had been.

The ghosts were shyer than the rats

That lived in Roland´s hall;

And they reposed upon the chairs

Or walked upon the wall.

Until the Fears took up the lance

And chased them screaming hence;

And now they wander in the moat

Or climb the castle fence.

I dreamed the Goblin Castle fell

And vanished in the night:

And yet for years and years and years

It was a gorgeous sight.