O would I were the cool wind that's blowing from the sea, Each loneliest valley I would search till I should come to thee. In the dew on the grass is your name, dear, i' the leaf on the tree— O would I were the cool wind that's blowing from the sea. O would I were the cool wind that's blowing far from me— The grey silence, the grey waves, the grey wastes of the sea. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEJECTION: AN ODE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE ON KEATS, WHO DESIRED THAT ON HIS TOMB SHOULD BE INSCRIBED: by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY AN HYMN TO THE EVENING by PHILLIS WHEATLEY PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 83. YA MALIK by EDWIN ARNOLD THE DIVISION OF POLAND by EDWIN ARNOLD |