Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocott’s Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.
Storm
The poplars showed
The white of their leaves, the amber grain
Shrunk in the wind,—and the lightning now
Is tangled in tremulous skeins of rain.
T. B. Aldrich.—Poems: Before the Rain.
A storm-cloud lurid with lighting,
And a cry of lamentation;
Repeated and again repeated,
Deep and loud
As the reverberation
Of cloud answering unto cloud,
Swells and rolls away in the distance,
As if the sheeted
Lightning retreated,
Baffled and thwarted by the wind’s resistance.
Longfellow.—Christus, The Golden Legend. Epilogue.