Andfiddledwhispermusiconthosestrings
Andbatswithbabyfacesinthevioletlight
Whistled，andbeattheirwings
Andcrawledheaddownwarddownablackenedwall
Andupsidedowninairweretowers
Tollingreminiscentbells，thatkeptthehours
Andvoicessingingoutofemptycisternsandexhaustedwells.
Inthisdecayedholeamongthemountains
Inthefaintmoonlight，thegrassissinging
Overthetumbledgraves，aboutthechapel
Thereistheemptychapel，onlythewind'shome.
Ithasnowindows，andthedoorswings，
Drybonescanharmnoone.
Onlyacockstoodontherooftree
Cocoricococorico
Bringingrain
Gangawassunken，andthelimpleaves
Waitedforrain，whiletheblackclouds
Gatheredfardistant，overHimavant.
Thejunglecrouched，humpedinsilence.
Thenspokethethunder
DA
Datta：whathavewegiven？
Myfriend，bloodshakingmyheart
Theawfuldaringofamoment'ssurrender
Whichanageofprudencecanneverretract
Bythis，andthisonly，wehaveexisted
Whichisnottobefoundinourobituaries
Orinmemoriesdrapedbythebeneficentspider
Orundersealsbrokenbytheleansolicitor
Inouremptyrooms
DA
Dayadhvam：Ihaveheardthekey
Turninthedooronceandturnonceonly
Wethinkofthekey，eachinhisprison
Thinkingofthekey，eachconfirmsaprison
Onlyatnightfall，aetherialrumours
ReviveforamomentabrokenCoriolanus
DA
Damyata：Theboatresponded
