Away from the windows hunker down in a flash, Slam close the shutters and do nothing rash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of danger to the woods below, When, what to my terrified eyes should appear, With the howls of the damned, beasts giant and queer, With razor claws, sharp teeth, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it wasn't some trick. More rapid than eagles forming packs they came, And worse, at one point, they were all known by name; "There's, Yenna! and, Ikol! and, Kady and Quentin! Go, Richie! off, Tilly! there's Stephen and Guerin! All over the campus, some climbing the walls! Please dash away! dash away! dash away all!"