SONGS OF THE WINDS.

"We are free! we are free! in our home the skies,

When we calmly sleep, or in tumult rise,

When we smile on the vision-like realms below,

Or vengefully utter the chords of woe.

When we dance in the sunbeams, or laughingly play

With the spring clouds that fly from our kisses away,

When we grapple and fight with the bellowing foam,

Or slumber and sleep in our shadowless home."

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