An awful tempest mashed the air,
The clouds were gaunt and few;
A Black, as of a spectre's cloak,
Hid heaven and earth from view.
5 The creatures chuckled on the roofs
And whistled in the air,
And shook their fists and gnashed their teeth,
And swung their frenzied hair.
The morning lit, the birds arose;
10 The monster's faded eyes
Turned slowly to his native coast,
And peace was Paradise!
This poem by American poet Emily Dickinson presents a convincing example that reflects the theme;
A) Generosity is pure.
B) This too shall pass.
C) Grief is overwhelming.
D) Evil triumphs during adversity.
