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THE WIND (1) by JOHN BANISTER TABB

First Line: NOW, IN HIS JOY
Last Line: A BLIND, DEMENTED GIANT.
Subject(s): WIND;
Now, in his joy,
A whistling boy;
Now, sombre and defiant,
His every breath
A threat of death,
A blind, demented giant.



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