On The Hurricane by Anne Kingsmill Finch — Sad Poetry Lines
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor sought, as heretofore, with Friendly Aid Only, new Motion to bestow Upon the sluggish Vapours, bred below, Condensing into Mists, and melancholy Shade. No more such gentle Methods you pursue, But marching now in terrible Array, Undistinguish'd was your Prey: In vain the Shrubs, with lowly Bent, Sought their Destruction to prevent;
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"You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill..."
"On The Hurricane" by Anne Kingsmill Finch is a sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual english poem consisting of 346 lines. This English poem by Anne Kingsmill Finch demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will;...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Anne Kingsmill Finch's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.