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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