Ruffling Wind
Does the south wind ever know
That he makes the lily blow?
Does the north wind hear the cry
Of the leaf he whirls on high?
Do the strong winds fear the rage
Of the ocean they engage?
Do the light winds on the lake
Love the ripple that they make?
O would they then come to spoil
Sad Earth's image of her toil?
O would they more make to cease
Sweet Earth's mirror of her peace?
That he makes the lily blow?
Does the north wind hear the cry
Of the leaf he whirls on high?
Do the strong winds fear the rage
Of the ocean they engage?
Do the light winds on the lake
Love the ripple that they make?
O would they then come to spoil
Sad Earth's image of her toil?
O would they more make to cease
Sweet Earth's mirror of her peace?
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