Crotalus-SHOKRAN

[00:02.435]No life in earth [00:05.633]Or air or sky [00:09.338]The sunbeams broken silently [00:12.721]On the bared rocks around me lie [00:16.47]Cold rocks with half warmed lichens scarred [00:20.473]And scales of moss [00:23.130]And scarce a yard [00:26.469]Away one long strip yellow barred [00:32.658]Lost in a cleft [00:35.559]'Tis but a stride [00:37.978]To reach it [00:39.202]Thrust its roots aside [00:42.384]And lift it on thy stick astride [00:54.953]For round thee [00:56.403]Thrilling air and space [00:58.261]A chattering terror fills the place [01:02.863]A sound as of dry bones that stir [01:06.212]In the dead valley [01:07.730]By yon fir [01:09.831]The locust stops its noonday whir [01:13.273]The wild bird hears [01:16.686]Smote with the sound [01:32.558]As if by bullet brought to ground [01:35.908]On broken wing dips [01:38.38]Wheeling round [01:39.192]The hare transfixed with trembling lip