THOU that in fury with thy knotted tail Hast made this iron floor thy beaten drum; That now in silence walks thy little space -- Like a sea-captain -- careless what may come: What power has brought your majesty to this, Who gave those eyes their dull and sleepy look; Who took their lightning out, and from thy throat The thunder when the whole wide forest shook? It was that man who went again, alone, Into thy forest dark -- Lord, he was brave! That man a fly has killed, whose bones are left Unburied till an earthquake digs his grave. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FIVE EYES by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE EPISTLE TO DR. ARBUTHNOT by ALEXANDER POPE EXTRACTS FROM THE RUBAIYAT OF OMAR CAYENNE by FRANK GELETT BURGESS THE GALLANT WEAVER by ROBERT BURNS OLD SCHOOLHOUSE by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON TO THE SIGHING STREPHON by GEORGE GORDON BYRON SPRING IN SOUTHERN PINES by MARY PARKER COLVIN |