KENNY MAI

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Sublime in Ode to the West Wind

Angels of rain and lightning, there are spread On the blue surface of thine aery surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith’s height, The locks of the approaching storm. Burke likens the sublime to things that cause or …

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