Glorious the northern lights astream; Glorious the song, when God's the theme; Glorious the thunder's roar: Glorious hosanna from the den; Glorious the catholic amen; Glorious the martyr's gore.
Liste! now the thunder's rattling clymmynge soundCheves slowlie on, and then embollen clangs,Shakes the hie spyre, and losst, dispended, drown'd,Still on the gallard eare of terroure hanges;The windes are up; the lofty elmen swanges;Again the levynne and the thunder poures,And the full cloudes are braste attenes in stonen showers.thomas chatterton
O, that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth! Then with a passion would I shake the world.william shakespeare