The moaning winds of autumn sang their song.
A Sicilian Story. B.W. PROCTER (Barry Cornwall).
Loud wind, strong wind, sweeping o'er the mountains,
Fresh wind, free wind, blowing from the sea,
Pour forth thy vials like streams from airy mountains,
Draughts of life to me.
The North Wind. D.M. MULOCK CRAIK.
I hear the wind among the trees
Playing celestial symphonies;
I see the branches downward bent,
Like keys of some great instrument.
A Day of Sunshine. H.W. LONGFELLOW.
In winter when the dismal rain
Came down in slanting lines,
And wind, that grand old harper, smote
His thunder-harp of pines.
A Life Drama. A. SMITH.
'T was when the sea was roaring
With hollow blasts of wind.
The What d' ye Call 't. J. GAY.
Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!
King Lear, Act iii. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.
The Lord descended from above
And bowed the heavens high;
And underneath his feet he cast
The darkness of the sky.
On cherubs and on cherubims
Full royally he rode;
And on the wings of all the winds
Came flying all abroad.
Hymns: Psalm CIV. T. STERNHOLD.
WINE.
Bacchus, that first from out the purple grape
Crushed the sweet poison of misused wine.
Comus. MILTON.