Edward Young

(June 1683 - 5 April 1765 / Upham / England)

The Wind From The West - Poem by Edward Young

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?


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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