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The wind begun to rock the grass / With threatening tunes and low, -- / He flung a menace at the earth, / A menace at the sky.
The leaves unhooked themselves from trees / And started all abroad; / The dust did scoop itself like hands / And throw away the road.
The wagons quickened on the streets, / The thunder hurried slow; / The lightning showed a yellow beak, / And then a livid claw.
The birds put up the bars to nests, / The cattle fled to barns; / There came one drop of giant rain, / And then, as if the hands
That held the dams had parted hold, / The waters wrecked the sky, / But overlooked my father's house, / Just quartering a tree.