Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери)

Song of the Sea-Wind

When the sun sets over the long blue wave
I spring from my couch of rest,
And I hurtle and boom over leagues of foam 
That toss in the weltering west,
I pipe a hymn to the headlands high, 
My comrades forevermore,
And I chase the tricksy curls of foam 
O’er the glimmering sandy shore. 

The moon is my friend on clear, white nights
When I ripple her silver way,
And whistle blithely about the rocks 
Like an elfin thing at play;
But anon I ravin with cloud and mist 
And wail ’neath a curdled sky,
When the reef snarls yon like a questing beast, 
And the frightened ships go by. 

I scatter the dawn across the sea
Like wine of amber flung
From a crystal goblet all far and fine 
Where the morning star is hung;
I blow from east and I blow from west 
Wherever my longing be-
The wind of the land is a hindered thing 
But the ocean wind is free!

1. Shore Twilight
2. When the Fishing Boats Go Out
3. The Wood Pool
4. In the Days of the Golden Rod
5. The Forest Path

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