Love
Song
From Lyra Celtica (1924)
Love
Bring from the craggy haunts of birch and pine.
Thou wild wind, bring
Keen forest odours from that realm of thine,
Upon thy wing!
O wind, O mighty, melancholy wind,
Blow through me, blow!
Thou blowest forgotten things into my mind,
From long ago.
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Todhunter, John. “Song.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/todhunter/4/.
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Todhunter, John. “Song.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/todhunter/4/.
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