When ocean-clouds over inland hills Sweep storming in late autumn brown, And horror the sodden valley fills, And the spire falls crashing in the town, I muse upon my country’s ills – The tempest bursting from the waste of Time On the world’s fairest hope linked with man’s foulest crime. Nature’s dark side is heeded now – (Ah! optimist-cheer disheartened flown) – A child may read the moody brow Of yon black mountain lone. With shouts the torrents down the gorges go, And storms are formed behind the storm we feel: The hemlock shakes in the rafter, the oak in the driving keel.
- by Herman Melville (1819 - 1891), "Misgivings", written 1860, appears in Battle-Pieces and Aspects of the War, first published 1866 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- by Paul Phillips , "Misgivings", 2011, first performed 2011 [baritone and piano or orchestra], from Battle-Pieces, no. 3, Barnard Street Music [text verified 1 time]
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