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XVIII.—THE TEMPEST.
The tempest of the sovereignty of God
Down-smote me,—like a flower I fell before
His thunder's perilous terrific roar,
Crushed flat on the convulsed and trembling sod.
The lightning flashed forth like his flaming rod,
And the utmost tingling heaven strange portents bore—
And life seemed just a bubble, nothing more—
And the universe like one red furnace glowed.
Down-smote me,—like a flower I fell before
His thunder's perilous terrific roar,
Crushed flat on the convulsed and trembling sod.
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And the utmost tingling heaven strange portents bore—
And life seemed just a bubble, nothing more—
And the universe like one red furnace glowed.
But soon the storm was over, and I heard
Loud in the tree-tops glistening from the rain,
The voice of Love sonorous as a bird
Who knows the speckled partner marks his strain:
And all God's sovereignty seemed now conferred
On Man and Woman—the lone god-like twain.
Loud in the tree-tops glistening from the rain,
The voice of Love sonorous as a bird
Who knows the speckled partner marks his strain:
And all God's sovereignty seemed now conferred
On Man and Woman—the lone god-like twain.
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