Laugh like frightened crystal

Thus they flee: [the four children]:Ames, Nancy, Toll and Tim. They pick the flowers next door to me, They tramp the garden down the street. They run through Mr Wallace’s hedge, and while Mr. Wallace bellows like a burnt blind Polyphemus, they laugh like frightened crystl.

William Gass, In the Heart of The Heart of the Country

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