Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WRITTEN DURING A STORM OF WIND, by SUSAN EVANCE First Line: Cease your desolating sound Last Line: winds, in pity blow no more. Alternate Author Name(s): Hooper, Susan Evance Subject(s): Storms; Wind | ||||||||
Cease your desolating sound, O ye furious winds! forbear Every gust that swells around Chills my shuddering heart with fear. Ah! the thoughtless time is past When I mark'd the rapid flight Of each wildly rushing blast, With romantic gay delight. When in sportive frolic dance, With the gale I skimm'd the plain, Or would breathlessly advance, Laughing at its fury vain. Often too, in graver mood, I have heard the tempest roll, While a joy sublimely rude Has possess'd and charm'd my soul. But I cannot listen now To the wild, the dreadful sound; Sad I see the forest bow, Mournful mark its groans around. Fanciful I seem to hear Ocean roaring in the storm: And behold the bark appear, Which contains a Brother's form. Hope had pictur'd scenes of joy When he reach'd his native shore Should the tempest these destroy! Winds, in pity blow no more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE WIND by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN LEAF LITTER ON ROCK FACE by HEATHER MCHUGH RESIDENTIAL AREA by JOSEPHINE MILES THE DAY THE WINDS by JOSEPHINE MILES VARIATIONS: 12 by CONRAD AIKEN OH IT'S PRETTY WINDY OUTSIDE by LARRY EIGNER SONNET TO A VIOLET by SUSAN EVANCE |
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