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Contents > Author > Emily Dickinson > An awful Tempest mashed the air -- 1830- 1886 Previous Next Emily Dickinson An awful Tempest mashed the air -- printer friendly version Click above to listen to this quote! or download the clip An awful Tempest mashed the air -- The clouds were gaunt, and few -- A Black -- as of a Spectre's Cloak Hid Heaven and Earth from view. The creatures chuckled on the Roofs -- And whistled in the air -- And shook their fists -- And gnashed their teeth -- And swung their frenzied hair. The morning lit -- the Birds arose -- The Monster's faded eyes Turned slowly to his native coast -- And peace -- was Paradise! Read by: Mark Eckardt   Previous Next

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