Posted by: Shanna Germain | 08/05/2009

Pg. 127: Stormy Weather

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It rained today. Hard. The waves became wild creatures, snarling out of the sea to beat the shore with their heavy, pale heads.

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Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! Rage! Blow!
You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout
Till you have drench’d our steeples, drown’d the cocks!
You sulphurous and thought-executing fires,
Vaunt-couriers of oak-cleaving thunderbolts,
Singe my white head! And thou, all-shaking thunder,
Strike flat the thick rotundity o’ the world!
Crack nature’s moulds, all germens spill at once,
That makes ingrateful man!

~King Lear, from The Tragedy of King Lear, William Shakespeare

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