She fears not me -- Neither my thunder, Nor my lightning, startles her To make surrender. But when my friend In Heaven makes thunder, Her spirit breaks, and turns To fear and wonder. Lightning and thunder, Give her no rest: Bring her head back again, Back to my breast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EVE OF BUNKER HILL [JUNE 16, 1775] by CLINTON SCOLLARD THE WOMAN AND THE ANGEL by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE PSALM 133 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE BATTLE MUSIC by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE TO WILL D'AVENANT, MY FRIEND, UPON HIS POEM, 'MADAGASCAR' by THOMAS CAREW |