English Poetry. Henry Timrod. Hark to the Shouting Wind. Генри Тимрод.

Henry Timrod (Генри Тимрод)

Hark to the Shouting Wind

Hark to the shouting Wind!
 Hark to the flying Rain!
And I care not though I never see
 A bright blue sky again.

There are thoughts in my breast to-day
 That are not for human speech;
But I hear them in the driving storm,
 And the roar upon the beach.

And oh, to be with that ship
 That I watch through the blinding brine!
O Wind! for thy sweep of land and sea!
 O Sea! for a voice like thine!

Shout on, thou pitiless Wind,
 To the frightened and flying Rain!
I care not though I never see
 A calm blue sky again.

Henry Timrod’s other poems:

1. The Stream is Flowing from the West
2. Hymn Sung at an Anniversary of the Asylum of Orphans at Charleston
3. Lines to R. L.
4. To Whom?
5. Sonnets. 2. Most Men Know Love But as a Part of Life

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