WIND of the North, O far, wild wind Born of a far, lone sea— When suns are soft and breezes kind Why are you kin to me? @3Uncounted years above the sea, Rock-fortressed from its rage, The fishermen, your fathers, kept A barren heritage— Grim as the sea they forced to pay The sea-toll of their wage. And lo! The fate which made you hers And gave you of her best And set you in a sunny place, Down-sloping to the West, Forgot to change your fisher's heart Serf to the sea's unrest!@1 Wind of the North! O bitter wind, I hear the wild seas fret— In the dim spaces of the mind They claim me vassal yet! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SMALL SELF AND THE LIBERAL SELF by JAMES GALVIN TO TWO UNKNOWN LADIES by AMY LOWELL THE WHITE LIGHTS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THEY SAY - . by JEAN STARR UNTERMEYER A DOUBLE BALLAD OF GOOD COUNSEL by FRANCOIS VILLON THE CLOD AND THE PEBBLE, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE |