THE WIND FROM THE WEST

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Blow high, blow low,
O wind from the west:
You come from the country
I love the best.

O say have the lilies
Yet lifted their heads
Above the lake-water
That ripples and spreads?

Do the little sedges
Still shake with delight
And whisper together
All through the night?

Have the mountains the purple
I used to love,
And peace about them,
Around and above?

O wind from the west,
Blow high, blow low,
You come from the country
I loved long ago.

 

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