Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: THE STORMY NIGHT (WRITTEN ON CHRISTMAS NIGHT, 1873), by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: How roars this wintry tempest, fierce and loud Last Line: I mock your ire, nor heed your wild despair. Subject(s): Winter | ||||||||
How roars this wintry tempest, fierce and loud, Borne from far passes of the ice-locked hills! How raves this desolate rain, whose tumult fills The whole dark heaven up-piled with cloud on cloud; While yonder quivering pine-trees, drenched and bowed, Blend their strange moaning with the noise of rills, And one swift stream, whose angry clarion shrills, Piercing the mists which o'er it cling and crowd! Roar, mighty wind! rave on, thou merciless rain! Uproot, and madly ravage -- whilst ye may; Your furious voices smite mine ears in vain, For, housed and warmed by this bright fireside cheer, -- Safe as on some calm springtide's calmest day, I mock your ire, nor heed your wild despair. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOOKING EAST IN THE WINTER by JOHN HOLLANDER WINTER DISTANCES by FANNY HOWE WINTER FORECAST by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN AT WINTER'S EDGE by JUDY JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 34 by JAMES JOYCE A STORM IN THE DISTANCE (AMONG THE GEORGIAN HILLS) by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE |
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