Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE LOST LAND, by KATHARINE TYNAN



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THE LOST LAND, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: What wind is it that stirs
Last Line: Whence none returns, none goes.
Alternate Author Name(s): Hinkson, Katharine Tynan
Subject(s): Flowers; Loss; Roses; Wind; Youth


WHAT wind is it that stirs,
Lighter than gossamers,
In the pines, in the firs?

The Wind of Youth it blows
From Yesterdays, Long Agos,
Under the rose, the rose.

What song is it he sings?
What news is it he brings
Of old, of belovèd things?

The Wind of Youth is young,
He goes with a careless song,
No years have done him wrong.

The Wind of Youth is sad.
Nay, he is merry and glad,
With the heart of a lad, a lad.

By the Wind of Youth and its word,
Like the song of a fairy bird,
The secret springs are stirred.

O Wind of Youth in the tree,
Go by, nor trouble me
With news of the lost country

That all so heavenly shows
Under the rose, the rose,
Whence none returns, none goes.





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