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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE STORM, by HENRY VAUGHAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: I see the use: and know my blood
Last Line: Both wash and wing my soul.
Alternate Author Name(s): Silurist
First Line: I see the use: and know my blood
Last Line: Both wash and wing my soul.
Alternate Author Name(s): Silurist
I see the use: and know my blood
Is not a sea,
But a shallow, bounded flood
Though red as he;
Yet have I flows, as strong as his,
And boiling streams that rave
With the same curling force and hiss,
As doth the mountained wave.
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But when his waters billow thus,
Dark storms and wind
Incite them to that fierce discuss,
Else not inclined,
Thus the enlarged, enraged air
Uncalms these to a flood,
But still the weather that's most fair
Breeds tempests in my blood;
3
Lord, then round me with weeping clouds,
And let my mind
In quick blasts sigh beneath those shrouds
A spirit-wind,
So shall that storm purge this Recluse
Which sinful ease made foul,
And wind and water to thy use
Both wash and wing my soul.