Blow high, blow low, O wind from the west: You come from the country I love the best. O say have the lilies Yet lifted their heads Above the lake-water That ripples and spreads? Do the little sedges Still shake with delight And whisper together All through the night? Have the mountains the purple I used to love, And peace about them, Around and above? O wind from the west, Blow high, blow low, You come from the country I loved long ago. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BIRTHDAY POEM FOR THOMAS HARDY by CECIL DAY LEWIS A SUMMER'S GARDEN by ROBERT FROST SAPPHIC SUICIDE NOTE by JAMES GALVIN DEVASTATION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LETHE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ON CARPACCIO'S PICTURE: THE DREAM OF ST. URSALA; SONNET by AMY LOWELL |