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Sharp wind, keen wind, cutting as word-arrows,
Empty thy quiverful! pass by! What is 't to thee,
That in some mortal eyes life's whole bright circle narrows,
To one misery?
Empty thy quiverful! pass by! What is 't to thee,
That in some mortal eyes life's whole bright circle narrows,
To one misery?
Loud wind, strong wind, stay thou in the mountains,
Fresh wind, free wind, trouble not the sea.
Or lay thy deathly hand upon my heart's warm fountains,
That I hear not thee.
Fresh wind, free wind, trouble not the sea.
Or lay thy deathly hand upon my heart's warm fountains,
That I hear not thee.
NOW AND AFTERWARDS.
"Two hands upon the breast and labor is past."
Russian Proverb.
Russian Proverb.
WO hands upon the breast,And labor 's done;
Two pale feet crossed in rest—
The race is won;
Two eyes with coin-weights shut,
And all tears cease;
Two lips where grief is mute,
Anger at peace";—
