ONE who was suffering tumult in his soul, Yet failed to seek the sure relief of prayer, Went forth -- his course surrendering to the care Of the fierce wind, while mid-day lightnings prowl Insidiously, untimely thunders growl; While trees, dim-seen, in frenzied numbers, tear The lingering remnant of their yellow hair, And shivering wolves, surprised with darkness, howl As if the sun were not. He raised his eye Soul-smitten; for, that instant, did appear Large space ('mid dreadful clouds) of purest sky, An azure disc -- shield of Tranquillity; Invisible, unlooked-for, minister Of providential goodness ever nigh! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOVER PLEADS WITH HIS FRIENDS FOR OLD FRIENDS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE HOMERIC HEXAMETER [DESCRIBED AND EXEMPLIFIED] by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE FOR DECORATION DAY: 1861-1865 by RUPERT HUGHES AN OLD WOMAN (2) by MOTHER GOOSE TO THE REV. F.D. MAURICE by ALFRED TENNYSON |