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Temple, Laura Sophia: To the EVENING GALE. - ZaunköniG - 21.05.2007 To the EVENING GALE. I love thee, wanton Wind ! I love thy wing To gently winnow my recumbent form, As on the moss-grown steep my length I fling, And listen to the billows mutt'ring storm. Then do I think me of those lovesome hours When Hope had first unfurl'd her golden sail, When 'midst the shade of world-secluded bow'rs, I felt thy nectar'd breath,--thou balmy Gale. Yes ! it was sweet, 'twas "passing" sweet, to hear he wand'ring cadence of thy trembling tongue, For ah ! a voice, to sad remembrance dear, Oft its low sweetness on thy pinion hung. Pour then, oh breeze ! thy soft and charmful trill, And I will think I catch its sweetness still. |