Today you hang as misty cover
Around my window, goddess of dark cloud,
Ashen flakes eerily hover
To a roaring brook's angry sound.
O amid your sudden lightning flashes,
When your untamed thunder boomed,
In valleys poisoned and noxious,
Your death-drink, sorceress, was brewed!
At midnight, shuddering, your howling cries
Awoke me with a jolt,
You reached, with blazing eyes,
For a piercing thunderbolt.
Rushed to my empty bed at last,
Fully armored, weapons drawn,
Struck your chain mail against the glass,
And spoke: "Now hear what I am!
I'm the Amazon, eternal and great,
Never dovelike, weak or womanly —
Warrioress full of