The Poems and Prose Remains of Arthur Hugh Clough/Volume 2/Alcaics
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ALCAICS.
So spake the voice: and as with a single lifeInstinct, the whole mass, fierce, irretainable, Down on that unsuspecting host swept; Down, with the fury of winds, that all nightUpbrimming, sapping slowly the dyke, at dawnFall through the breach o'er holmstead and harvest; and Heard roll a deluge: while the milkmaid Trips i' the dew, and remissly guidingMorn's first uneven furrow, the farmer's boyDreams out his dream; so, over the multitude Safe-tented, uncontrolled and uncontrollably sped the Avenger's fury.