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Poem	I In barns we crouch, and under stacks of straw, Harking the storm that rides a hurtling legion Up the arched sky, and speeds quick heels of panic With growling thunder loosed in fork and clap That echoes crashing thro’ the slumbrous vault. The whispering woodlands darken: vulture Gloom Stoops, menacing the skeltering flocks of Light, Where the gaunt shepherd shakes his gleaming staff And foots with angry tidings down the slope. Drip, drip; the rain steals in through soaking thatch By cob-webbed rafters to the dusty floor. Drums shatter in the tumult; wrathful Chaos Points pealing din to the zenith, then resolves Terror in wonderment with rich collapse. II Now from drenched eaves a swallow darts to skim The crystal stillness of an air unveiled To tremulous blue. Raise your bowed heads, and let Your horns adore the sky, ye patient kine! Haste, flashing brooks! Small, chuckling rills, rejoice! Be open-eyed for Heaven, ye pools of peace! Shine, rain-bow hills! Dream on, fair glimps?d vale In haze of drifting gold! And all sweet birds, Sing out your raptures to the radiant leaves! And ye, close huddling Men, come forth to stand A moment simple in the gaze of God That sweeps along your pastures! Breathe his might! Lift your blind faces to be filled with day, And share his benediction with the flowers.
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