Author William Watson Under the dark and piny steep We watched the storm crash by: We saw the bright brand leap and leap Out of the shattered sky. The elements were minist'ring To make one mortal blest; For, peal by peal, you did but cling The closer to his breast. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments