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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE TEMPEST GOD, by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON First Line: Hark! 'tis the wheels of his wide rolling car Last Line: He reigns there in darkness, the king of the night. | |||
Hark! 't is the wheels of his wide rolling car, They traverse the heavens and come from afar; Sublime and majestic the dark cloud he rides, The wing of the whirlwind he fearlessly strides, The glance of his eye is the lighming's broad flame, And the caverns re-echo his terrible name. In the folds of his pinions, the wild whirlwinds sleep, At his bidding they rush o'er the foam of the deep, He speaks, and in whispers they murmur to rest, And calmly they sink on the folds of his breast; His seat is the mountain top's loftiest height; He reigns there in darkness, the king of the night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SONG (1) by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON A SONG (2) by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON A SONG (IN IMITATION OF THE SCOTCH) by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON A VIEW OF DEATH by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON ALONZO AND IMANEL by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AMERICA by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AMERICAN POETRY; A FRAGMENT by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AMIR KHAN by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AN ACROSTIC: THE MOON by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AN ACROSTIC: THE SUN by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON |
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