The glistening path where weeds had clung, / And tumbled bushes lay, / Was hidden now, but yet there rung / Tones of an autumned May.[…]And cheers rang out, the song and shout, / For the fray had found its eve, / And pirate chief like autumned leaf, / O’er fallen pride did grieve!”

Not the bearer of glad tidings of great damnation. A forecrier of earthly rejuvenescence.

Yeah, they could literally throw down. When their sound came out, it was earth-shaking.

The structure stability under strain is largely governed by maximizing the intraplane separation of the `dipoles' generated from rotations of the FeO₄ tetrahedra.