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lirik lagu richard mitchley - the winds tidings in august 1870 by augusta davies webster

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‘oh voice of summer winds among the trees
what soft news art thou bringing to us here?
dost thou come whispering of hushed scenes like these
languid in sunlight, while the drowsy deer
couch placidly at rest, and from the brake
the song of fearless wild birds rings out clear
and groves and meadows and this baby lake
are dreaming to thy dreaming lullaby?
art telling of hushed scenes like these? awake
answer, sweet dying wind, and do not die.’

and the voice of the faint winds, dying away
answered me, ‘nay.’

‘oh voice of summer winds, then art thou come
from fluttering in the tangles of the vines
beside the blue blue seas, in the far home
of the dim olives and the dusky pines
and from the cypress bosks, and where the air
grows lush and heavy ‘twixt the dark starred lines
of orange hedge a~bloom, and the wide glare
floods soft round hills with southern perfect day?
answer again, low voice, hast thou been there?
art telling of the dreamland far away?’

and the voice of the winds sighed over my head
‘nay, nay,’ it said
‘oh sweet low voice of winds, whose wavering flights
smoothly, like fl!ckering swallows, come and go
what, is thy tale of where the ceaseless heights
rest white and cloudlike in their virgin snow?
hast thou been wandering round the scented firs
and where the dauntless shrub~flowers bud and blow
against the pale chill sea that never stirs
and where the midway foam hangs o’er the cleft?
speak, slumbrous voice, to slumbrous listeners
art telling us of these that thou hast left?’

and the voice of the dying winds breathed low
‘nay, nay; not so.’

‘oh voice of dying winds, make sweet reply
whence hast thou come?
what does thy whisper say?
answer, oh dying voice, and do not die.’
it whispered in a hush, ‘the dead men lay
fallen together like the sickled grain;
onward still dashed the whirlwind and the fray;
the thunders and the tramplings shook the plain;
there was the crash and clash of host to host
throes, and the blood~pools widening, death and pain.’
and waning in a murmur it was lost


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