An awful tempest mashed the air,
The clouds were gaunt and few;
A Black, as of a spectre's cloak,
Hid heaven and earth from view.

5 The creatures chuckled on the roofs
And whistled in the air,
And shook their fists and gnashed their teeth,
And swung their frenzied hair.

The morning lit, the birds arose;
10 The monster's faded eyes
Turned slowly to his native coast,
And peace was Paradise!
The theme of this poem is best expressed by the following statement:

A) Generosity is pure.
B) Bad times only last a little while.
C) Emotion can be overwhelming at times.
D) In the end, evil always wins out.