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A STORM/ 



Ipse Pater, media nimborum in node, coniscii 

 Fulminu molitur dextrd : quo maxima molu 

 Terra tremit ; fugere fercB ; et mortalia corda 

 Per gentes humilis stravit puvor. 



ViRGir/, Georgic I. 



Now the sun with his steeds, that no mortal may tame, 

 In his chariot descending, ^nd rob'd in bright flame, 

 O'er the west shed a radiance, when suddenly grew 

 A blackness in air, that a gloom around threw. 

 Oppressive, hot stillness, an ominous sign, 

 With fear that astounds, seem'd in league to combine. 

 With clouds, dark, portentous, deep stain'd was the 



sky; 

 The sea-winds rose suddenly howling on high : 

 The sea, black and stormy, with white foam boil'd o'er; 

 Ships, torn from their moorings, were toss'd on the 



shore : 

 The wild curling breakers, like wolves, fierce and 



strong, 

 Ran yelling and dashing in fury along : 

 Round the mountainous rocks numerous sea-birds 



scream'd loud. 

 As they, terror-struck, flew in a dark wavy cloud : 



* For some of the llionghts in this Poem the author is indebted 

 to Hall's South America: see vol. ii. page 317. 



