Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO THE MARCH WINDS, by CHARLES LOUIS HENRY WAGNER



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TO THE MARCH WINDS, by                    
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,
Free—free—free,
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,
Free—free—free.
I'll come, yes, I 'll come and be free.





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