Thursday, November 18, 2010

The Cloud by Percy Bysshe Shelley Part 2

I sift the snow on the mountains below,
And their great pines groan aghast;
And all the night 'tis my pillow white,
While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers,
Lightning, my pilot, sits;
In a cavern under is fettered the thunder,
It struggles and howls at fits;
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15 comments:

Owlfarmer said...

It doesn't get a whole lot better than mountains, a bit of snow, and a herd of bison. This makes a great entry into a peaceful weekend. Thanks!

Sylvia K said...

A favorite of mine by Shelley! Gorgeous capture as always! So peaceful and such clear, beautiful skies!

Sylvia

Arija said...

Great shot of the cattle grazing on the flood plain, the snow dusted mountains and sky.

Rosadimaggio63 said...

Meravigliosa foto... quì si evidenzia tutta la forza della natura !!!
Bellissima :)
Buona serata.
Myriam

Secret Mom Thoughts said...

Beautiful sky and view.

Tricia said...

Great scene

Happy SWF!

KaHolly said...

PERFECT!

Eaglesbrother said...

Beautiful Blue skies..perfect backdrop for the herd of grazing Buffalo ( Bison )and the snow kissed mountains.

thomas said...

Nice scenery,what animals are those grazing on the fields?

Tarun Mitra said...

picture really goes well with the shelly :)

indicaspecies said...

Beautiful scenery. Lovely shot!g

DrillerAA09 said...

Wonderful composition.

syel said...

this is a breath taking capture! love that panoramic view :) cheers!

Susan said...

Nicely done...timeless mountain, bison and poem.

Shail Raghuvanshi said...

I am here for the first time and I love your blog. Very colourful and interesting...