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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
COMING (APRIL, 1861), by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL Poet's Biography First Line: World, art thou 'ware of a storm? Last Line: Be swept, as by fire, away! Subject(s): American Civil War; United States - History; War | |||
WORLD, art thou 'ware of a storm? Hark to the ominous sound; How the far-off gales their battle form, And the great sea-swells feel ground! It comes, the Typhoon of Death -- Nearer and nearer it comes! The horizon thunder of cannon-breath And the roar of angry drums! Hurtle, Terror sublime! Swoop o'er the Land to-day -- So the mist of wrong and crime, The breath of our Evil Time Be swept, as by fire, away! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I AM YOUR WAITER TONIGHT AND MY NAME IS DIMITRI by ROBERT HASS MITRAILLIATRICE by ERNEST HEMINGWAY RIPARTO D'ASSALTO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY WAR VOYEURS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA THE DREAM OF WAKING by RANDALL JARRELL THE SURVIVOR AMONG GRAVES by RANDALL JARRELL SO MANY BLOOD-LAKES by ROBINSON JEFFERS SUMTER by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL |
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