The Wind

O, wind! what saw you in the South,

 In lilied meadows fair and far?

I saw a lover kiss his lass

 New-won beneath the evening star.

O, wind! what saw you in the West

 Of passing sweet that wooed your stay?

I saw a mother kneeling by

 The cradle where her first-born lay.

O, wind! what saw you in the North

 That you shall dream of evermore?

I saw a maiden keeping tryst

 Upon a gray and haunted shore.

O, wind! what saw you in the East

 That still of ancient dole you croon?

I saw a wan wreck on the waves

 And a dead face beneath the moon.