There's sorrow on the wind, my grief, there's sorrow on the wind, Old and grey! I hear it whispering, calling, where the last stars touch the sea, Where the cloud creeps down the hill, and the leaf shakes on the tree, There's sorrow on the wind and it's calling low to me @3Come away! Come away!@1 There's sorrow in the world, O wind, there's sorrow in my heart Night and day: So why should I not listen to the song you sing to me? The hill cloud falls away in rain, the leaf whirls from the tree, And peace may live in I-Brasîl where the last stars touch the sea Far away, far away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SHAPE OF THE CORONER by WALLACE STEVENS MY MOTHER LEFT ME by KAREN SWENSON THE NIGHTINGALE AND THE GLOW-WORM by WILLIAM COWPER THE BOOK OF MARTYRS by EMILY DICKINSON I, TOO by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES AFTER THE BURIAL by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL |