 | A Selection from Unpublished Poems |  |
ARISE, O WINDS!
Arise, O winds, and drive away
The curling fog by mound or nook,
For we to-day would see you play
Along the lightly-sparkling brook.
By brook and brake,
O winds, awake.
The curling fog by mound or nook,
For we to-day would see you play
Along the lightly-sparkling brook.
By brook and brake,
O winds, awake.
Arise! but do not mar our way
With clouds of dust to blind our eyes,
For we would look this holiday
On all the charms of land and skies.
By hill and lake,
O winds, awake.
With clouds of dust to blind our eyes,
For we would look this holiday
On all the charms of land and skies.
By hill and lake,
O winds, awake.
O winds, blow on! but do not fly
With dark'ning clouds of sudden show'rs,
For we would pass the fields all dry
Among the heads of summer flow'rs.
Sweep hill and plain,
But not with rain.
With dark'ning clouds of sudden show'rs,
For we would pass the fields all dry
Among the heads of summer flow'rs.
Sweep hill and plain,
But not with rain.
And come to-night to clear away
The clouds that o'er the moon may pass,
For we may wish to see you play
By moonshades on the beech-side grass.
So make, we pray,
A happy day.
The clouds that o'er the moon may pass,
For we may wish to see you play
By moonshades on the beech-side grass.
So make, we pray,
A happy day.
| A Selection from Unpublished Poems | |