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lirik lagu hilton edwards - ode to the west wind

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o wild west wind, thou breath of autumn’s being
thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead
are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing

yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red
pestilence~stricken multitudes: o thou
who chariotest to their dark wintry bed

the winged seeds, where they lie cold and low
each like a corpse within its grave, until
thine azure sister of the spring shall blow

her clarion o’еr the dreaming earth, and fill
(driving sweet buds likе flocks to feed in air)
with living hues and odours plain and hill:

wild spirit, which art moving everywhere;
destroyer and preserver; hear, oh hear!

thou on whose stream, mid the steep sky’s commotion
loose clouds like earth’s decaying leaves are shed
shook from the tangled boughs of heaven and ocean

angels of rain and lightning: there are spread
on the blue surface of thine aëry surge
like the bright hair uplifted from the head
of some fierce maenad, even from the dim verge
of the horizon to the zenith’s height
the locks of the approaching storm. thou dirge

of the dying year, to which this closing night
will be the dome of a vast sepulchre
vaulted with all thy congregated might

of vapours, from whose solid atmosphere
black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: oh hear!

thou who didst waken from his summer dreams
the blue mediterranean, where he lay
lull’d by the coil of his crystalline streams

beside a pumice isle in baiae’s bay
and saw in sleep old palaces and towers
quivering within the wave’s intenser day

all overgrown with azure moss and flowers
so sweet, the sense faints picturing them! thou
for whose path the atlantic’s level powers

cleave themselves into chasms, while far below
the sea~blooms and the oozy woods which wear
the sapless foliage of the ocean, know
thy voice, and suddenly grow gray with fear
and tremble and despoil themselves: oh hear!

if i were a dead leaf thou mightest bear;
if i were a swift cloud to fly with thee;
a wave to pant beneath thy power, and share

the impulse of thy strength, only less free
than thou, o uncontrollable! if even
i were as in my boyhood, and could be

the comrade of thy wanderings over heaven
as then, when to outstrip thy skiey speed
scarce seem’d a vision; i would ne’er have striven

as thus with thee in prayer in my sore need
oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!
i fall upon the th~rns of life! i bleed!

a heavy weight of hours has chain’d and bow’d
one too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud

make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:
what if my leaves are falling like its own!
the tumult of thy mighty harmonies
will take from both a deep, autumnal tone
sweet though in sadness. be thou, spirit fierce
my spirit! be thou me, impetuous one!

drive my dead thoughts over the universe
like wither’d leaves to quicken a new birth!
and, by the incantation of this verse

scatter, as from an unextinguish’d hearth
ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!
be through my lips to unawaken’d earth

the trumpet of a prophecy! o wind
if winter comes, can spring be far behind?


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