Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LAST NIGHT WE HAD A THUNDERSTORM IN STYLE, by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: The strenuous faithful buckled to their prayers Alternate Author Name(s): Stevenson, Robert Lewis Balfour Subject(s): Storms | ||||||||
Last night we had a thunderstorm in style. The wild lightning streaked the airs, As though my God fell down a pair of stairs. The thunder boomed and bounded all the while; All cried and sat by water-side and stile, ''" To mop our brow had been our chief of cares. I lay in bed with a Voltairean smile, The terror of good, simple guilty pairs, And made this rondeau in ironic style, Last night we had a thunderstorm in style. Our God the Father fell down-stairs, The stark blue lightning went its flight the while, The very rain you might have heard a mile, ''" The strenuous faithful buckled to their prayers. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STORM AT HOPTIME by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THERE IS A SOLEMN WIND TONIGHT by KATHERINE MANSFIELD DEWEY AND DANCER by JOSEPHINE MILES MICHAEL IS AFRAID OF THE STORM by GWENDOLYN BROOKS BREACHING THE ROCK by MADELINE DEFREES THE CLOUDS ABOVE THE OCEAN by STEPHEN DOBYNS OF POLITICS, & ART by NORMAN DUBIE TREMENDOUS WIND AND RAIN by ANSELM HOLLO A GOOD PLAY by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |
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