O winds that blossom in the wildest beauty known!...CXCVIII
O winds that blossom in the wildest beauty known!
Although you venture onwards
on the static Tide of
Morning &, or Evening filled with making
Night & Day
which tremble quietly on th'
for nowhere motions of eternity
--Do tell me who has suffered
where-from you have gone away
or wasted time rejoicing where you've stayed?
You spoil World's so grand illusion of
raindrops falling: Emblems of
Nature's surrender to Sorrow & Woe with
your wondrous uninterest in us! [sic]
Winds blossoming beautifulest
unknowns --Always you bring [sic]
th'empty bones of fullest Spring
following them always with Winter's
Wings so overwhelmingly
emptying th'World's warmth
with your unfeeling Sweep