Miles and miles away I heard them, thrilling faintly through the gloom.

On they came, nearer and more near, louder and more loud, till they swept past, above, below, around me, swept on rushing pinions, terrifying and enchanting me.

They floated by, ever growing fainter, till they died in space.

Then others came, and no two were akin.

Some rattled as ten thousand sistra shaken all to tune.