Whither wouldst thou lead my feet, Roving winds of May? Through green lanes with lilac sweet Where young lovers love to meet And old couples stray? Whither wouldst thou lead my eye, Laughing winds of May? Past the nesting birds on high To the blossom-snows that fly At thy bidding gay? Whither wouldst thou lead my thought, Whispering winds of May? Down dim glades with mystery fraught, Emerald-veiled, where, long unsought, Nymph and dryad play? Whither wouldst thou lead my heart, Sighing winds of May? Since my love and I did part Lead us, by some happy art, Back to Yesterday! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BEAUTIFUL by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES TO THE VIRGINS, TO MAKE MUCH OF TIME by ROBERT HERRICK AN ENGLISH MOTHER by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON THE MOURNER A LA MODE by JOHN GODFREY SAXE THE DISCOVERY; SONNET by JOHN COLLINGS SQUIRE |