No More Learning

Too much horrified to speak,
They can only shriek, shriek,
Out of tune,
In a clamorous           to the mercy of the fire,
In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire,
Leaping higher, higher, higher,
With a desperate desire,
And a resolute endeavor
Now--now to sit, or never,
By the side of the pale-faced moon.