"Archenemy" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... like the red moon on some stormy night Among the fugitive clouds that hurrying by Leave only her unshaken in the sky— In vain he yells his desperate curses out, Deals death promiscuously to all about, To foes that charge and coward friends that fly, And seems of all the Great Archenemy. The panic spreads—"A miracle!" throughout The Moslem ranks, "a miracle!" they shout, All gazing on that youth whose coming seems A light, a glory, such as breaks in dreams; And every sword, true as o'er billows dim The needle tracks ...
— The Complete Poems of Sir Thomas Moore • Thomas Moore et al |
