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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WEST WIND, by WILLIAM SHARP Poet's Biography
First Line: I come from out the west
Last Line: Wild tempests to each shore.
Alternate Author Name(s): Macleod, Fiona
Subject(s): Spring; Storms; Wind; Winter
First Line: I come from out the west
Last Line: Wild tempests to each shore.
Alternate Author Name(s): Macleod, Fiona
Subject(s): Spring; Storms; Wind; Winter
I come from out the West,
And I breathe a breath of rest,
And the sweet birds greet me singing
From every tiny nest.
I am the wind of flow'rs --
I haunt the wild-wood bow'rs --
And when my song is ringing
Spring knows her sweetest hours.
But when the autumn days
Grow short, I rise and race
Thro' all the woodlands, flinging
Strewn leaves o'er every place.
When winter comes once more,
With deep tumultuous roar
I sweep o'er ocean, bringing
Wild tempests to each shore.
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