THE TRIUMPH OF BOHEMIA
(A fragment of the Wind Motives is heard in the orchestra and the Spirits of the East, West, South and North Winds come on in the order named.)
SPIRIT OF THE NORTH-WIND
High Bohemia! we are come!
It is our thought that we no more molest
This grove with all our fury. We shall serve
As minstrels, as the lords of woodland harps—
Masters of wildest music. We by day
Shall wander joyous in the maze of boughs,
And cast like golden fruit our mellow notes
Below to these thy priests, until, by night,
We so with tenderest breath upon our chords
Shall unto slumber lure their drowsy souls
That they forget awhile they ever lived,
And toiled, and were a-troubled. At our call
The timid god of sleep shall cease to fear,
Approach unawed, and bless them till the dawn.
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