Sky-strutting Tempest wields a windy lash For his baton, and twirls a swirling pile Of clouds, for stage effect. The Sun's bright smile Is muted. Lightning plays her brilliant flash. The rumbling drums roar out! And cymbals crash! The theme today is Rain: in major style, It tunes Earth's ear to music for awhile As, awed, she listens to this rhythmic plash. The Rain notes fling out passionately, wild; Subsiding, then, to fitful temperament: Staccato dance, and moody discontent; At last, to dripping cadence, calm and mild. About the earth, now, tempest's music floats In dying, lovely, quivering, misty notes. |