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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538064" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hurricane</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lord of the winds! I feel thee nigh,<br>I know thy breath in the burning sky!<br>And I wait, with a thrill in every vein,<br>For the coming of the hurricane!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And lo! on the wing of the heavy gales,<br>Through the boundless arch of heaven he sails;<br>Silent and slow, and terribly strong,<br>The mighty shadow is borne along,<br>Like the dark eternity to come;<br>While the world below, dismayed and dumb,<br>Through the calm of the thick hot atmosphere<br>Looks up at its gloomy folds with fear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They darken fast; and the golden blaze<br>Of the sun is quenched in the lurid haze,<br>And he sends through the shade a funeral ray--<br>A glare that is neither night nor day,<br>A beam that touches, with hues of death,<br>The clouds above and the earth beneath.<br>To its covert glides the silent bird,<br>While the hurricane's distant voice is heard,<br>Uplifted among the mountains round,<br>And the forests hear and answer the sound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He is come! he is come! do ye not behold<br>His ample robes on the wind unrolled?<br>Giant of air! we bid thee hail!--<br>How his gray skirts toss in the whirling gale;<br>How his huge and writhing arms are bent,<br>To clasp the zone of the firmament,<br>And fold at length, in their dark embrace,<br>From mountain to mountain the visible space.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Darker--still darker! the whirlwinds bear<br>The dust of the plains to the middle air:<br>And hark to the crashing, long and loud,<br>Of the chariot of God in the thunder-cloud!<br>You may trace its path by the flashes that start<br>From the rapid wheels where'er they dart,<br>As the fire-bolts leap to the world below,<br>And flood the skies with a lurid glow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What roar is that?--'tis the rain that breaks<br>In torrents away from the airy lakes,<br>Heavily poured on the shuddering ground,<br>And shedding a nameless horror round.<br>Ah! well known woods, and mountains, and skies,<br>With the very clouds!--ye are lost to my eyes.<br>I seek ye vainly, and see in your place<br>The shadowy tempest that sweeps through space,<br>A whirling ocean that fills the wall<br>Of the crystal heaven, and buries all.<br>And I, cut off from the world, remain<br>Alone with the terrible hurricane.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Cullen+Bryant">William Cullen Bryant</a><div class=q>
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I know thy breath in the burning sky!
And I wait, with a thrill in every vein,
For the coming of the hurricane!

And lo! on the wing of the heavy gales,
Through the boundless arch of heaven he sails;
Silent and..."></div>
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