The panther wind Leaps out of the night, The snake of lightning Is twisting and white, The lion of thunder Roars--and we Sit still and content Under a tree-- We have met fate together And love and pain, Why should we fear The wrath of the rain!
Sara Teasdale’s “Summer Storm” turns a thunderstorm into something almost animal: the wind is a panther leaping, lightning a twisting white snake, thunder a roaring lion. The speaker and a companion sit under a tree, not hiding from the show but watching it, calm and content.
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