(To his old Nurse) IN black skies a storm is streaming, Snowy whirlwind, rude and wild, Like a savage beast now screaming, Now lamenting like a child, On the roof dilapidated Shakes the thatch with sudden shocks, Like a traveller belated Loudly on the window knocks. Our poor hut is old and crazy, Melancholy and unlit. Why, old friend, so still and lazy, By the window do you sit? Is there nothing you remember? Has the loud wind struck you dumb? Are you dropping off to slumber With the spindle's drowsy hum? Let us drink, my friend, unshrinking Helper in young manhood's pain. Where's the cup? Grief calls for drinking! Hearts will now be glad again! Sing the Tomtit ever watching Silently beyond the sea, Sing the Maiden who went fetching Water, -- in the dawn went she. In black skies a storm is streaming, Snowy whirlwind, rude and wild, Like a savage beast now screaming, Now lamenting like a child. Let us drink, my friend, unshrinking Helper in young manhood's pain. Where's the cup? Grief calls for drinking! Hearts will now be glad again! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOTHING WILL CURE THE SICK LION BUT TO EAT AN APE' by MARIANNE MOORE APRIL by OBADIAH CYRUS AURINGER EPITHALAMIUM by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD MISADVENTURES AT MARGATE; A LEGEND OF JARVIS'S JETTY by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM THE SPINSTER by CLARISSA BUCKLIN THE LEGEND OF GOOD WOMEN: 1. THE LEGEND OF CLEOPATRA by GEOFFREY CHAUCER |