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FOUR WINDS
"Four winds blowing through the sky,
You have seen poor maidens
die,
Tell me then what I shall do
That my lover may be true."
Said the
wind from out the south,
"Lay no kiss upon his mouth,"
And the wind from
out the west,
"Wound the heart within his breast,"
And the wind from out
the east,
"Send him empty from the feast,"
And the wind from out the
north,
"In the tempest thrust him forth;
When thou art more cruel than
he,
Then will Love be kind to thee."
Sara Teasdale [1884-1933]
From: Stevenson, Burton Egbert.
The Home Book of Verse.
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This collection assembled by Jone Johnson Lewis.
Collection © 1999-2002 Jone Johnson Lewis.
Citing poems from these pages:
| Author. "Poem Title." Women's History: Poems by Women. Jone Johnson Lewis, editor. URL: (date of logon) |
