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Psyche, and other poems — page 155: Penny Dreadfuls, 1812

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# Page 137: Running Prose (Verse) This is a page of narrative poetry from a penny dreadful, numbered 137. The text depicts a dramatic magical battle: a knight with a destructive dart attacks ice-built walls while a Queen with Gorgon-like petrifying powers attempts to stop him. She flees "like a bird" while crowds panic and walls dissolve. The Queen possesses a mysterious shield that transforms things to stone, and she turns this power against the knight, petrifying his form and his followers into marble. The passage emphasizes the supernatural conflict between the two antagonists.

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137 * Fly from these dangerous walls,” his page.exclaims ; “Swift let us haste our floating bark to gain! ‘See thy Knight’s wondrous dart in terror flames ; **Soon shall thesé ice-built walls no shape retain ! - * Nor can their Queen his dreaded sight sustain.” Scarcely she heard while rapidly she fied, Even as a bird, escaped the wily train The fowler with destructive art had spread, Nor panting stays its flight, nor yet foregoes its dread, . See how astonished now the crowd supine, Roused by his potent voice, confused arise ; - _. In tottering masses o’er their heads decline Dissolving walls; they gaze with wild surprise, And each affrighted from the ruin flies :— Pitying he views the vain unfeeling band Beneath his care, a vile and worthless prize, ~ Their Queen alone his vengeful arms demand, But unknown force was hers his terrors to withstand. A shield she had of more than Gorgon power, And whom she would she could transform to stone, ‘Nor ever had 1 failed her till that hour : She proves his form invincible alone, And calls its force petrific on her own. Amazed he sees the indurated train, The callous tenants of the silent throne, And all the marble subjects of their reign, Inviolably hard, their breathless shape retain, Connicloooks. conn