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[The Western Wind blows free and far]

The Western Wind blows free and far
Under the lonely Evening Star
Across an ocean vague and vast,
And sweeps that Island Bay at last;
Blows over cliff there, over sand,
Over mountain-guarded land,
Rocky pastures, moors and lakes,
Rushing River that forsakes
His inland calm to find the tide;
Homes where Men in turn abide;
And blows into my heart with thrills,
Remembered thrills of love and joy.
I see thee, Star, above the hills
And waves, as tho' again a Boy,
And yet through mist of tears. O shine
In other hearts, as once in mine,
And thou, Atlantic Wind, blow free
For others now, as once for me!