Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HURRICANE, by ELSIE TAYLOR DUTRIEUILLE First Line: How strange to sit in this fantastic place Last Line: Look where the hurricane has fought -- and died. Alternate Author Name(s): Du Trieuille, Elsie Taylor Subject(s): Hurricanes | ||||||||
How strange to sit in this fantastic place With day deposed by maniacal night Like breath indrawn by pain. Dumbly, I face The orgies of this bombastic night: The wind in grasp of blind, vandalic power, Uproots the trees and gapes the trusting land; It smacks to splinters, turret, spire and tower, And snatches roofs with clutch of greedy hand. Our homes lie prostrate on the pasture bed And human cries stampede the placid earth: "O, day of promise, are your pledges dead That rivers maul for death and mock their girth?" Look, men who dare by war to throne your pride -- Look where the hurricane has fought -- and died. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PROVIDENCE by NATASHA TRETHEWEY THE HURRICANE by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT AN INTERNATIONAL EPISODE (1889) by CAROLINE KING DUER IN APIA BAY by CHARLES GEORGE DOUGLAS ROBERTS ON THE WATERFRONT by WILLIAM ROSE BENET AFTER THE HURRICANE by HENRY DUNCAN CHISHOLM THE FAR BLUE HILLS by SAMUEL VALENTINE COLE NEW ENGLAND HURRICANE by CATHERINE M. COLLINS HAIL YE AMERICA by ELSIE TAYLOR DUTRIEUILLE THE LOVER MOURNS FOR THE LOSS OF LOVE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: THE CHESSBOARD by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |
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