Later Poems of Alexander Anderson "Surfaceman": Edited with a Biographical Sketch, by Alexander Brown: A New Edition |
A VOICE IS IN THE WIND TO-DAY. |
Later Poems of Alexander Anderson | ||
A VOICE IS IN THE WIND TO-DAY.
A voice is in the wind to-day,
And sweet its breath is blowing;
O, welcome summer wind I say,
From where the flowers are growing.
And sweet its breath is blowing;
O, welcome summer wind I say,
From where the flowers are growing.
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I feel the smell of meadows sweet,
With many blossoms showing,
As if the touch of fairy feet,
Set all their beauty glowing.
With many blossoms showing,
As if the touch of fairy feet,
Set all their beauty glowing.
I know each spot where violets peep,
I bless them in their growing;
But O their breath is sweet to keep,
When summer winds are blowing.
I bless them in their growing;
But O their breath is sweet to keep,
When summer winds are blowing.
“What makes them smell so sweet to-day?
Say wind, and good betide thee;”
And the wind came like a child from play,
And laughed and stood beside me.
Say wind, and good betide thee;”
And the wind came like a child from play,
And laughed and stood beside me.
The wind said, “I am from the hill,
With scents of blossom laden;
But I, to make them sweeter still,
In passing kissed a maiden.”
With scents of blossom laden;
But I, to make them sweeter still,
In passing kissed a maiden.”
Later Poems of Alexander Anderson | ||