A CAP of lead across the sky
Was tight and surly drawn,
We could not find the mighty Face,
The Figure was withdrawn.
A chill came up as from a shaft,
Our noon became a well,
A Thunder storm combines the charms
Of Winter and of Hell.
A cap of lead across the sky
Summary
"A Cap of Lead Across the Sky" is a short poem that turns an oncoming thunderstorm into something close to dread. A heavy, leaden lid of cloud presses down, and the watchers below search in vain for the sun's mighty face. A chill rises as though from a mineshaft, and noon sinks into a dark well. In just eight lines, the storm becomes a strange meeting of winter's cold and hell's menace.
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