Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE MARCH WINDS, by CHARLES LOUIS HENRY WAGNER First Line: Blow, ye march winds,--blow fiendish-like, blow Last Line: I'll come, yes, I 'll come and be free. Subject(s): March (month); Wind | ||||||||
Blow, ye March Winds,blow fiendish-like, blow, What demons are riding with thee? Who calls from your depths as ye rush to and fro "O Poet, come, come and be free, Freefreefree, O Poet, come, come and be free." Fain would I ride on your swift winged crest, My soul yearns to travel with thee, But suckling I am on Mother Earth's breast, Too weak, oh too weak to be free. Speed soft on your way, goad me not as ye fly, Gods! must I stop here and be A weakling, a babe in Eternity's eye? Not yet, oh not yet to be free. Shackled and bound with the earth-ties I stay, Fate's pawn, still my heart envies thee, When Death breaks the bonds I will up and away, I'll come, yes I'll come and be free, Freefreefree. I'll come, yes, I 'll come and be free. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE WIND by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN LEAF LITTER ON ROCK FACE by HEATHER MCHUGH RESIDENTIAL AREA by JOSEPHINE MILES THE DAY THE WINDS by JOSEPHINE MILES VARIATIONS: 12 by CONRAD AIKEN OH IT'S PRETTY WINDY OUTSIDE by LARRY EIGNER A DROP OF INK by CHARLES LOUIS HENRY WAGNER |
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