On a rock, amid the roaring water, Lies Cassiopea's gentle daughter.
And then, amid his lore of wretchedness he hid his face and wept.
Do you observe this red glow,—dusky, too, amid all the brightness?
"Stand to it, Aylward," cried the archers, amid a fresh burst of laughter.
Amid the din and dust little but destruction can be discerned.
Then he delineated a long and ...