Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, STORM IN THE HILLS, by FRANCES DICKENSON PINDER


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STORM IN THE HILLS, by                    
First Line: Close on the heel of night there came
Last Line: I saw the moonlight on her tears!
Alternate Author Name(s): Pindar, Frances Dickenson; Pinder, F. D.
Subject(s): Mountains; Storms; Hills; Downs (great Britain)


Close on the heel of night there came
A white witch gone astray --
So wan, so wild she was,
Lost in the solemn circle of the hills . . .
Far up the gorge I heard her come,
Her footsteps in the rush of rain,
Her breath caught in the sudden hush
Of winds that fled before her fierce dismay.
The poplars blanched at her white look
And shuddered back
In terror of her hair . . . her furious, strange hair . . .
The brook was mute -- or whispered, and so low
You scarce could hear it as it ran,
Grey-silver to the moon, to hide
Among the watchful firs;
The frightened clouds stole swift and still
Up the black shoulder of the hill,
And then,
While all the valley cringed in fear
Of her mad mood, she wept --
I saw the moonlight on her tears!





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