The kraken
Alfred Lord Tennyson, Katie Dey
Below the thunders of the upper deep
(far) far beneath
In the abysmal sea
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth:
Faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides; above him swell
Huge sponges
Of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light
From many a wondrous
Grot and secret cell
Unnumbered and enormous polypi
Winnow with
Giant arms the slumbering green
There hath he lain for ages, and will lie
Battening upon huge sea worms in his sleep
Until the lattеr fire shall heat the deep;
Thеn by once
Man and angels to be seen
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die
(In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die)