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Sea Songs

By W. C. Bennett
 
 
 

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OH, I CARE NOT FOR THE NORTH WIND.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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OH, I CARE NOT FOR THE NORTH WIND.

Oh, I care not for the North wind,
I care not for the West,
I little like the East wind,
It's the South I love the best;
It blows from far, far sunny seas,
The bright waves of the South,
And warm against my lips it blows
With kisses from his mouth.
I lean out from the casement;
It's South I lean my lip
Towards the glowing Tropic calm
Where floats my Edward's ship;
And Oh! I love the South breeze
Against my mouth to play,
To bring me warm, fond kisses
From his lips so far away.