Ravage

Definition and stakes

Portrait of Felicia Hemans Felicia Hemans,  Hemans Miscellaneous Poetry 3 (1872)

“ Urge your bold prow, pursue your venturous way—
Pain, Havoc, Ruin, wait their destined prey!
And your proud vessels, year by year, shall find
(If no false dreams delude my prescient mind)
My wrath so dread in many a fatal storm,
Death shall be deem'd misfortune's mildest form.
”
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author:Metta Victoria Fuller Victor,  Poems of Sentiment and Imagination (1851)

“ With winds, and surge, and thunders, discoursing
With angry voices their hoarse-throated rage!
How the forked lightnings rend the sable sky!
Revealing for an instant the wild sight
Of mountain billows and dark, shapeless rocks;
Showing me where I stand—how near to death—
A rude and pitiless death; yet I stir not,
Nor feel a thrill of fear. I almost wish
Some wave, more daring than the rest, would reach
My perilous footing, bearing me from hence,
To die among its fellows.
”
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