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THE SOUTH WIND.
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Oh, the wild south wind!
It brought us the murmurs of bitterness first;
Then threats of the traitor (forever accursed;)
And the hum of a tempest just ready to burst;
Did the wild south wind.
It brought us the murmurs of bitterness first;
Then threats of the traitor (forever accursed;)
And the hum of a tempest just ready to burst;
Did the wild south wind.
Oh, the mad south wind!
It brought us the surge of the battle maelstrom;
The cracking of rifles, the cannons' deep boom;
The crashing of mortars, the thunders of doom;
Did the mad south wind.
It brought us the surge of the battle maelstrom;
The cracking of rifles, the cannons' deep boom;
The crashing of mortars, the thunders of doom;
Did the mad south wind.
Oh, the sad south wind!
It told us anew the dark story of Cain;
Rehearsing, to grieve us, again and again,
The groans of the dying, the dirge for the slain;
Did the sad south wind.
It told us anew the dark story of Cain;
Rehearsing, to grieve us, again and again,
The groans of the dying, the dirge for the slain;
Did the sad south wind.
Oh, the glad south wind!
It brings the sweet bugle-note, piercing and strong,
Proclaiming the triumph of Right over Wrong;
And we lift up our voices to join in the song
Of the glad south wind.
It brings the sweet bugle-note, piercing and strong,
Proclaiming the triumph of Right over Wrong;
And we lift up our voices to join in the song
Of the glad south wind.
