The Thunder-Shower

by John Hall Wheelock

The lightning flashed, and lifted   The lids of heaven apart, The fiery thunder rolled you   All night long through my heart. From dreams of you at dawn   I rose to the window ledge: The storm had passed away,   The lake lapped on the sedge. The lyre of heaven trembled   Still with the thought of you, The twilight on the waters,   And all my spirit, too.

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