Gods and Devils all my heroes,
Hell and Heaven each my tryst,
With my claws upon the pulsing,
Great and brawny wrist
To know her fears,
To see her tears,
To feel her quaking,
To force her waking;
When Ignorance, my son,
Stalks through the land
And Fear, my fair one,
Holds by either hand!
I am the Dragon who sits on high,
Behind a thunder cloud.
I send far off and beckon nigh
And wrap the world in gloomy shroud.
I clutch with vicious claws--O glee!
I am the Dragon of earth and sea!
When cities burn and ships go down,
Ho! there am I in hellish gown.
I put a finger to my mouth
And whistle, when the earth has drouth.
If men will fight,
For wrong or right,
It matters not which it may be,
I clap them on to kill or flee.
I send the missionaries out
The foreign wars to bring about:
Hell is my seething caldron-pot
And misery my garden plot.
I am the Dragon!
Ho! ho, old world!
Wag on, content am I.