Written in September 1791, During a Remarkable Thunder Storm,

[ZaunköniG]

Written in September 1791, During a Remarkable Thunder Storm,
in which the Moon was Perfectly Clear, while the Tempest Gathered
in Various Directions Near the Earth

What awfull pageants crowd the evening sky!
The low horizon gathering vapors shroud;
Sudden, from many a deep-embattled cloud
Terrific thunders burst, and lightnings fly –

While in serenest azure, beaming high,
Night’s regent, of her calm pavilion proud,
Gilds the dark shadows that beneath her lie,
Unvexed by all their conflicts fierce and loud.

- So, in unsullied dignity elate,
A spirit conscious of superior worth,
In placid elevation firmly great,

Scorns the vain cares hat give contention birth;
And blessed with peace above the shocks of fate,
Smiles at the tumult of the troubled earth.