Poem by William Watson

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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.

1. Lux Perdita
2. The Raven's Shadow
3. Life without Health
4. The Lute-Player
5. Scentless Flow'rs I Bring Thee

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