A thunder-storm!โthe eloquence of heaven, When every cloud is from its slumber riven, Who hath not paused beneath its hollow groan, And felt Omnipotence around him thrown? With what a gloom the ushโring scene appears! The leaves all shivโring with instinctive fears, The waters curling with a fellow dread, A veiling fervour round creation spread, And, last, the heavy rainโs reluctant shower, With big drops pattโring on the tree and bower, While wizard shapes the bowing sky deform,โ All mark the coming of the thunder-storm!
Robert MontgomeryO for a summer noon, when light and breeze Sport on the grass, like ripples o'er a lake Alive with freshness! when the full round Sun, With the Creator's smile upon his face, Walks like a prince of glory through the path Of Heaven! - Thou vast, and ever-glorious sky, Mantling the earth with thy majestic robe.
Robert MontgomeryIf you are lucky enough to be a success, by all means enjoy the applause and the adulation of the public. But never, never believe it.
Robert MontgomeryAre there not hours of an immortal birth,โ Bright visitations from a purer sphere, That cannot live in language? Is there not A mood of glory, when the mind attuned To heaven, can out of dreams create her worlds?โ
Robert Montgomery...but when The Spirit speaks,โor beauty from the sky Descends into my being,โwhen I hear The storm-hymns of the mighty ocean roll, Or thunder sound,โthe champion of the storm!โ Then I feel envy for immortal words, The rush of living thought; oh! then I long To dash my feelings into deathless verse, That may administer to unborn time, And tell some lofty soul how I have lived A worshipper of Nature and of Thee!
Robert Montgomery