Hallowe'en-Joel Bento
Pixie, kobold, elf and spite
All are on their rounds tonight,
In the wan moon's silver ray
Thrives their helter-skelter play.
Fond of cellar, barn or stack
True unto the almanac
they present to credulous eyes
Strange hobgoblin mystereis.
Cabbage stumps, straws wet with dew, Apple-skins, and chestnuts too,
And a mirror for some lass
Show what wonders come to pass.
Doors they move through, and gates they hide,
Mischiefs that on moonbeams ride
Are their deeds-and, by their spells,
Love records it's oracles.
Don't we all, of long ago
By the ruddy fireplace glow,
In the kitchen and the hall. Those queer, coof-like pranks recall?
Every shadows, eerie were they then-
But tonight they come again;
Were we once more but sixteeen
Precious would be Hallowe'en.
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