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When dark November bade the leaves adieu	A
And the gale sung amid the sea boy's shrouds	B
Methought I saw four winged forms that flew	A
With garments streaming light amid the clouds	B
From adverse regions of the sky	C
In dim succession they went by	C
The first as o'er the billowy deep he passed	D
Blew from its brazen trump a far resounding blast	D
Upon a beaked promontory high	C
With streaming heart and cloudy brow severe	E
Marked ye the father of the frowning year	E
Dark vapours rolled o'er the tempestuous sky	C
When creeping WINTER from his cave came forth	F
Stern courier of the storm he cried what from the north	F
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NORTH WIND	G
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From the vast and desert deeps	B
Where the lonely Kraken sleeps	B
Where fixed the icy mountains high	C
Glimmer to the twilight sky	C
Where six lingering months to last	D
The night has closed the day is past	D
Father lo I come I come	H
I have heard the wizard's drum	H
And the withered Lapland hag	I
Seal with muttered spell her bag	I
O'er mountains white and forests sere	E
I flew and with a wink am here	J
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WINTER	K
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Spirit of unwearied wing	L
From the Baltic's frozen main	M
From the Russ's bleak domain	M
Say what tidings dost thou bring	L
Shouts and the noise of battle and again	N
The winged wind blew loud a deadly blast	D
Shouts and the noise of battle the long main	M
Seemed with hoarse voice to answer as he passed	D
The moody South went by and silence kept	O
The cloudy rack oft hid his mournful mien	P
And frequent fell the showers as if he wept	O
The eternal havoc of this mortal scene	P
He had heard the yell and cry	C
And howling dance of Anarchy	Q
Where the Rhone with rushing flood	R
Murmured to the main through blood	R
He seemed to wish he could for ever throw	S
His misty mantle o'er a world of woe	S
But rousing him from his desponding trance	B
Cold Eurus blew his sharp and shrilling horn	T
In his right hand he bore an icy lance	B
That far off glittered in the frost of morn	T
The old man knew the clarion from afar	U
What from the East he cried	V
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EAST WIND	G
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Shouts and the noise of war	W
Far o'er the land hath been my flight	X
O'er many a forest dark as night	X
O'er champaigns where the Tartar speeds	B
O'er Wolga's wild and giant reeds	B
O'er the Carpathian summits hoar	W
Beneath whose snows and shadows frore	W
Poland's level length unfolds	B
Her trackless woods and wildering wolds	B
Like a spirit seeking rest	Y
I have passed from east to west	Y
While sounds of discord and lament	Z
Rose from the earth where'er I went	Z
I care not hurrying as in scorn	T
I shook my lance and blew my horn	T
The day shows clear and merrily	Q
Along the Atlantic now I fly	C
Who comes in soft and spicy vest	Y
From the mild regions of the West	Y
An azure veil bends waving o'er his head	A2
And showers of violets from his hands are shed	A2
'Tis Zephyr with a look as young and fair	W
As when his lucid wings conveyed	B2
That beautiful and gentle maid	B2
Psyche transported through the air	W
The blissful couch of Love's own god to share	W
Winter avaunt thy haggard eye	C
Will scare him as he wanders by	C
Him and the timid butterfly	C
He brings again the morn of May	C2
The lark amid the clear blue sky	C
Carols but is not seen so high	C
And all the winter's winds fly far away	C2
I cried O Father of the world whose might	X
The storm the darkness and the winds obey	C2
Oh when will thus the long tempestuous night	X
Of warfare and of woe be rolled away	C2
Oh when will cease the uproar and the din	D2
And Peace breathe soft Summer is coming in	D2

William Lisle Bowles

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