Classic Poem

Sudden a fancy fired the schemer's brain,
Bright, e'en at first, and growing still more fair;
He felt at once a respite from his pain,
And gave a free discharge to every care
Save the bright castle building in the air,
His sanguine ravings waked his ancient bride
Who heard the oath that he unconscious sware,
And deemed her good man did the night-mare ride
Through some infernal place, where demons foul abide.