Classic Poem

Hoarsely reverberates the thunder loud
Through the charged air. The fiery lightnings leap
Forth, from their mystic dwelling in the cloud;
Electric shafts through all the heavens sweep,
And penetrate the surface of the deep,
Like flaming arrows from the bow of wrath,
Shot down some dark and cloud-pavillioned steep;
Each red-hot bolt the fearful power hath
To scatter blight and death along its burning path.