Versos English Martha Dickinson Bianchi A Fragment

English poem

A Fragment

by (1866–1943)

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Hark! The storm petrel shrieks! Reef the sail canvas fast! See, the Spirit of Storm with wildest commotion Has to heaven's arched vaulting his coronal pressed, While his heels dam the flood gates of ocean! Furious storm-cloud his undulent drapery, Girded round with the lightning wide flashing; O'er the sea's leaden billows from his threatening hand The thunderbolts are sent crashing!