Thomas Shadwell

(1642 - 1692 / England)

Your Awful Voice - Poem by Thomas Shadwell

Your awful voice I hear and I obey,
Brother to Jove and monarch of the sea.
Come down, my blusterers, swell no more,
Your stormy rage give o'er.

To your prisons below,
Down you must go.
In hollow rocks your revels make,
Nor 'till I call your trembling dens forsake.


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  • Veteran Poet - 1,580 Points Hannington Mumo (11/19/2010 6:23:00 AM)

    A masterful construction by the real owner of this art! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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