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It burst from earth and heaven! It roll'd from crag and cloud! For a moment of the mountain-blast, With a thousand stormy voices pass'd, And the purple gloom of the sky was riven, When the thunder peal'd aloud.

And the lightnings in their play Flash'd forth, like javelins thrown; Like sun-darts wing'd from the silver bow, They smote the spear and the turban'd brow, And the bright gems flew from the crests like spray, And the banners were struck down!

And the massy oak-boughs crash'd   To the fire-bolts from on high, And the forest lent its billowy roar, While the glorious tempest onward bore, And lit the streams, as they foam'd and dash'd,   With the fierce rain sweeping by.

Then rush'd the Delphian men On the pale and scatter'd host;