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Sonnets by the Rev. Charles Strong | ||
XVII.
I never with such horror stood aghast,
As when in lone Pompeii's silent street,
I felt thy mighty pulse, Vesuvius, beat,
And from thy jaws saw burst the fiery blast:
As when in lone Pompeii's silent street,
I felt thy mighty pulse, Vesuvius, beat,
And from thy jaws saw burst the fiery blast:
Thunders were loud, and smoke in columns vast
Mantled the air with darkness, and strange heat
Warned the sad peasant from his vine-clad seat,
As down the fruitful slope the red stream pass'd.
Mantled the air with darkness, and strange heat
Warned the sad peasant from his vine-clad seat,
As down the fruitful slope the red stream pass'd.
I feared lest might return that deathful hour,
When to their Gods for help the people ran,
And there was none, in temple, nor in tower:
When to their Gods for help the people ran,
And there was none, in temple, nor in tower:
And to my vision came the enthusiast man,
Who perished in the breath of that foul shower,
Nature's dread secrets obstinate to scan.
Who perished in the breath of that foul shower,
Nature's dread secrets obstinate to scan.
Naples, 1822.
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