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HOLIDAY ODE TO THE NORTHWEST WIND
Blow, breeze, from the north and the west,
Through the clear afternoon;
To all that gives solitude zest,
To the zeal, not the languor, of rest
Our tired spirits attune.
Blow, breeze, in the deep of the night.
Solemnsweet in our ears,
God’s organ of fulltoned delight,
With thine ebbings and flowings of might.
Charm our souls from their fears.
Blow again, potent breeze, with the morn,
Till, refreshed with thy wine.
Eyes dim, spirits harassed and worn
Looking now on past pains with sweet scorn,
May arise and may shine!
