document.write("So an age ended, and its last deliverer died<br />In bed, grown idle and unhappy; they were safe:<br />The sudden shadow of a giant\\\'s enormous calf<br />Would fall no more at dusk across their lawns outside.<br /><br />They slept in peace: in marshes here and there no doubt<br />A sterile dragon lingered to a natural death,<br />But in a year the spoor had vanished from the heath:<br />A kobold\\\'s knocking in the mountain petered out.<br /><br />Only the scupltors and the poets were half sad,<br />And the pert retinue from the magician\\\'s house<br />Grumbled and went elsewhere. The vanished powers were glad<br /><br />To be invisible and free; without remorse<br />Struck down the sons who strayed in their course,<br />And ravished the daughters, and drove the fathers mad.");