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The flying parliament, and other poems

“GONE WEST”

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West Wind blowing from the far clime, What seeds are you sowing for the New Time? “Pollen of souls that died In a young smiling pride, Scattered of chivalry and world-dream sublime.” West Wind filling all the green trees, What hope did they leave for us on our knees? “Their happy, high Belief To you they now bequeath— Their vast, unconquered Sky bannered with breeze.” Bright Wind surging from the clean West, What were they urging on their gay young quest? “High Urge and keen, That Life shall mean Bold truths, faced with a bold broad breast.” West Wind blowing from their dim coasts, Do they see weakness of all human boasts? “Yes, but they know That men still go Forward and Forward in strong steady hosts.” West Wind, West Wind, what will they do If we should fail them—should prove us untrue? Fail them? That cannot be. For all Eternity Faith in World-Liberty Joins them to You!

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