Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON A THUNDERSTORM (PRESERVED BY HIS SCHOOLMASTER), by WALTER SCOTT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Loud o'er my head though awful thunders roll Last Line: And harden'd sinners thy just vengeance fear. Subject(s): Faith; Storms; Belief; Creed | ||||||||
LOUD o'er my head though awful thunders roll, And vivid lightnings flash from pole to pole, Yet 'tis thy voice, my God, that bids them fly, Thy arm directs those lightnings through the sky. Then let the good thy mighty name revere, And harden'd sinners thy just vengeance fear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UNHOLY SONNET 4 by MARK JARMAN QUIA ABSURDUM by ROBINSON JEFFERS GOING TO THE HORSE FLATS by ROBINSON JEFFERS SONNET TO FORTUNE by LUCY AIKEN JONATHAN EDWARDS IN WESTERN MASSACHUSETTS by ROBERT LOWELL RELIGIOUS INSTRUCTION by MINA LOY BORDER BALLAD [OR MARCH, OR SONG], FR. THE MONASTERY by WALTER SCOTT GATHERING SONG OF DONALD [OR, DONUI DHU] THE BLACK by WALTER SCOTT |
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