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WIND IN THE WILLOWS, by            
First Line: All through the night came the sound of the wind in the willows
Last Line: The rain drummed the windows and ran in a silver cascade.
Subject(s): Wind


All through the night came the sound of the wind in the willows;
Louder than speech, more piercing, sharper, more shrill
Than the blare of a horn echoing over the meadows;
Or the baying of hounds as the quarry flashed over the hill.
Something that mourned in the night, that was ageless and deathless,
That, swayed by its grief, gave voice to it there in the glade.
The wind's icy fingers picked at the doors and the shingles.
The rain drummed the windows and ran in a silver cascade.





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