Dr. Stryker, beginning: "Though some, benight in sin, delight To glut their vandal cravings, These hands of mine shall not incline To tear out old engravings."
"Eugene Field, A Study In Heredity And Contradictions"
Slason Thompson
Alone in the woods he abided, and a master of masters was he In the craft of the smithying folk; and whiles would the hunter see, Belated amid the thicket, his forge's glimmering light, And the boldest of all the fishers would hear his hammer benight.
"The Story of Sigurd the Volsung and the Fall of the Niblungs"
William Morris