Song: The Winds, As At Their Hour Of Birth
Topics: classic
The winds, as at their hour of birth, Leaning upon the ridged sea, Breathed low around the rolling earth With mellow preludes, We are free. The streams, through many a lilied row Down-carolling to the crisped sea, Low-tinkled with a bell-like flow Atween the blossoms, We are free.
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