Mephistopheles, by Don Mager A swarm of dust starting from the horizon /
And pouring out across Sunday, everywhere, /
Like a shower breaking through a bedroom window, /
Did ...
Mephistopheles, by Robert Lowell Every Sunday they left a circus of dust behind them, /
as they poured out on the turnpike in stately, overcrowded carriages, /
and the showers fou...