The book of joyous children . LEND ME THE BREATH OF A FRESHENING GALE. SOME SONGS AFTER MASTER-SINGEES IV WIND OF THE SEA [A. T.] Wind of the Sea, come fill my sail—Lend me the breath of a freshening gale And bear my port-worn ship away !For O the greed of the tedious town—The shutters up and the shutters down! Wind of the Sea, sweep over the bayAnd bear me away !—away ! Whither you bear me, Wind of the Sea,Matters never the least to me : Give me your fogs, with the sails the weltering path thro the starless night-On, somewhere, is a new daylightAnd the cheery glint of an-other shipAs
The book of joyous children . LEND ME THE BREATH OF A FRESHENING GALE. SOME SONGS AFTER MASTER-SINGEES IV WIND OF THE SEA [A. T.] Wind of the Sea, come fill my sail—Lend me the breath of a freshening gale And bear my port-worn ship away !For O the greed of the tedious town—The shutters up and the shutters down! Wind of the Sea, sweep over the bayAnd bear me away !—away ! Whither you bear me, Wind of the Sea,Matters never the least to me : Give me your fogs, with the sails the weltering path thro the starless night-On, somewhere, is a new daylightAnd the cheery glint of an-other shipAs its colors dip and dip ! Wind of the Sea, sweep over the bayAnd bear me away !—away ![155]
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