THE MOODS OF THE WINDS
Reading edition
O, Breezes of Spring! How they rollick and ring With delight as they sing Like birds on the wing. O, Zephyrs of May! With your balm and bouquet; How you gladden the day Like Fairies at play. O, Winds of the Fall! How they thrill and enthrall, How they hurtle and call With shrill caterwaul. O, Winter's bleak Breath! How it freezes and saith To the ice-vested wraith, "Thou'rt shrouded in Death."