Wintry Winds




The Wintry winds are up and away


Ploughing a path o’er the stormy sea


They clothe the rocks in stormy spray


They make the staggering ships their prey


Wth the howl of a fury they seem to say


Who so mighty as we?


The wintry winds are having their will


Out on the desolate country side


Along the valley, across the hill


And through the wood, when the night is chill


Come a rush and a roar and a warning shrill


Room for the storm to ride


The wintry wind is wandering by


Here in the heart of the city ways


The rich may gaily its power defy


The poor, slack, at its mercy lie


And the wind, while it echoes their patient sigh


Laughs at the prank it plays


The wintry winds may whistle and shriek


Holding their mission from One above


Let spring but waken and softy speak


Right soon will tempest and gale grow weak


Like tumult of anger, a frenzied freak


Conquered at last by love.


 


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