THOU that in fury with thy knotted tail Hast made this iron floor thy beaten drum; That now in silence walks thy little space -- Like a sea-captain -- careless what may come: What power has brought your majesty to this, Who gave those eyes their dull and sleepy look; Who took their lightning out, and from thy throat The thunder when the whole wide forest shook? It was that man who went again, alone, Into thy forest dark -- Lord, he was brave! That man a fly has killed, whose bones are left Unburied till an earthquake digs his grave. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MOTHER IN THE HOUSE by HERMANN HAGEDORN THE POOR FARMER'S OFFERING by APOLLONIDES DEATH by MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK MICHAEL ANGELO by AUGUSTE BARBIER TWELVE SONNETS: 10. THY WHITENESS by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) DIGNITY OF LABOR by LEVI BISHOP ON THE PALATINE HILL by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE SOUL'S TENDENCY TOWARDS ITS TRUE CENTRE by JOHN BYROM LINES WRITTEN BENEATH AN ELM IN THE CHURCHYARD OF HARROW by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |