A Cap of Lead across the sky Was tight and surly drawn We could not find the mighty Face The Figure was withdrawn - A Chill came up as from a shaft Our noon became a well A Thunder storm combines the charms Of Winter and of Hell. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CRY OF THE CHILDREN by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 13 by OMAR KHAYYAM PETER STUYVESANT'S NEW YEAR'S CALL, 1 JAN. 1661 by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN THE FAIR THIEF by CHARLES WYNDHAM SKY WRITING by MARY FINETTE BARBER FRAGMENT by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS PRODIGAL by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |