I Blustering god, Stamping across the sky With loud swagger, I fear you not. No, though from Your highest heaven You plunge your spear at my heart, I fear you not. No, not if the blow Is as the lightning blasting a tree, I fear you not, puffing braggart. II If thou canst see into my heart That I fear thee not, Thou wilt see why I fear thee not, And why it is right. So threaten not, thou, with thy bloody spears, Else thy sublime ears shall hear curses. III Withal, there is one whom I fear: I fear to see grief upon that face. Perchance, friend, He is not your god; If so, spit upon him. By it you will do no profanity. But I -- Ah, sooner would I die Than see tears in those eyes of my soul. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HITS AND RUNS by CARL SANDBURG LOVE'S SECRET, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE WITCH-WIFE by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY SONNET: 9 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE NURSE'S STORY: THE HAND OF GLORY by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM THE HOUSE OF THE FALSE PROPHET by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 34. REMINDING HER OF A PROMISE (2) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |