Below the thunders of the deep
Far beneath in the abysmal sea
His ancient, dreamless sleep
And the faintest sunlight flee
There hath he lain for ages
And will lie
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep
On his shadowy sides above him swell
Millenial growth and height
Sponges huge and far away into the light
From many wondrous cells
There hath he lain for ages
And will lie
Battening upon sea-worms in his sleep
Until the fire shall heat the deep
Riding on waves up high
Once by man and angels to be seen
In roaring thunder he shall rise
And on the surface die
Enormous polypi
What have thine eyes seen?
Winnow giant arms
Through the slumbering green
Riding on waves up high
Once by man and angels to be seen
In roaring thunder he shall rise
And on the surface die

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