Part 1 — "VOICE OF THE WESTERN WIND"
Reading edition
Voice of the western wind! Thou singest from afar, Rich with the music of a land Where all my memories are; But in thy song I only hear The echo of a tone That fell divinely on my ear In days forever flown.
Star of the western sky! Thou beamest from afar, With lustre caught from eyes I knew Whose orbs were each a star; But, oh, those orbs—too wildly bright— No more eclipse thine own, And never shall I find the light Of days forever flown!
Edmund Clarence Stedman [1833-1908]