Thomas Cole's poetry the collected poems of America's foremost painter of the Hudson River School reflecting his feelings for nature and the romantic spirit of the Nineteenth Century |
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[101. Take me Zephyr on thy wings]
Take me Zephyr on thy wings
From the din of worldly things
Waft me to the mountains high
Take me Zephyr or I die—
From the din of worldly things
Waft me to the mountains high
Take me Zephyr or I die—
Take me Zephyr to the roar
Of ocean dashing on its shore
Where no one hears its voice but I
Take me Zephyr or I die—
Of ocean dashing on its shore
Where no one hears its voice but I
Take me Zephyr or I die—
Take me Zephyr to some vale
Where solitude and peace prevail
Where mortal step is never nigh
Take me Zephyr or I die—
Where solitude and peace prevail
Where mortal step is never nigh
Take me Zephyr or I die—
Take me Zephyr on thy wings
Where to th' Recluse nothing brings
A thought of man: there could I
Live in peace and peaceful die.
Where to th' Recluse nothing brings
A thought of man: there could I
Live in peace and peaceful die.
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