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First Line: Up leapt the wave as a wild unbroken stallion
Last Line: In thine own image, prone to darkness are we made.
Alternate Author Name(s): Lahor, Jean
Subject(s): Storms


UP leapt the wave as a wild unbroken stallion
High into the air flinging wild his spumy mane,
When after sojourn long in the stilly lowland ways
I, on a night of storm, beheld the sea again.

Loud shrieked the wind with his shrilly voice reverberate;
Wave after wave charged the rocky ledge of land;
There, as I stood alone, before the sea's dishevelling,
Calm breathed my spirit on the storm-embattled strand.

Up in the sky, seeking cover like a frighted thing,
Swift fled the moon letting fall her misty beams;
Far on the foamy main the breakers roared unceasingly
Whipt by the wind to a rage of writhing streams.

Hast thou, O Nature, hidden sorrows inconsolable?
Doth thy deep soul ache with agonies uneased?
Are the wild storms but thy salt tears falling bitterly,
And the loud winds but thy wailing unappeased?

Dost thou too suffer, O great Mother from whose womb we come?
We ev'n as thou in thy nights of blackest shade,
Writhe in our pain with our stormy passions goading us;
In thine own image, prone to darkness are we made.





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