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We wait for thy coming, sweet wind of the south! For the touch of thy light wings, the kiss of thy mouth; For the yearly evangel thou bearest from God, Resurrection and life to the graves of the sod! - John Greenleaf Whittier The wind, a sightless laborer, whistles at his task. - William Wordsworth I dropped my pen; and listened to the wind That sang of trees uptorn and vessels tost; A midnight harmony and wholly lost To the general sense of men by chains confined Of business, care, or pleasure,--or resigned To timely sleep. - William Wordsworth, Sonnet Displaying page 4 of 4 for this topic: << Prev 1 2 3 [4]
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