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TOGETHER
SONG
Through the wild world together,
Through summer scented weather
Like winds, we'll sally forth—
And I will be the breeze
At whose touch glaciers freeze
In the strange lands of the north:
But thou shalt be the west wind,
The gentle rose-caressed wind,
The balmy-breathed and blest wind
That gladdens green soft leas.
Through summer scented weather
Like winds, we'll sally forth—
And I will be the breeze
At whose touch glaciers freeze
In the strange lands of the north:
But thou shalt be the west wind,
The gentle rose-caressed wind,
The balmy-breathed and blest wind
That gladdens green soft leas.
Oh, we will wait for lovers
Within the hazel covers,
And whisper in their ears;
And thou shalt teach the roses
Each summer month discloses
Young flowerlike hopes and fears;
And I will gently carry
The wings of birds, and marry
The sighing flowers, and tarry
To soothe a snowdrop's tears!
Within the hazel covers,
And whisper in their ears;
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Each summer month discloses
Young flowerlike hopes and fears;
And I will gently carry
The wings of birds, and marry
The sighing flowers, and tarry
To soothe a snowdrop's tears!
Oh wilt thou then, dear west wind,
Within thy white soft breast, wind,
Gather the wings of me:
That in the end my lonely
Pain be faint memory only,
Like cloud upon the sea
That fadeth at the breaking
Of morning—so mine aching,
Sweet west wind, from me taking,
Mingle mine heart with thee.
Within thy white soft breast, wind,
Gather the wings of me:
That in the end my lonely
Pain be faint memory only,
Like cloud upon the sea
That fadeth at the breaking
Of morning—so mine aching,
Sweet west wind, from me taking,
Mingle mine heart with thee.
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