THE WIND'S WORD

A star that I love,

The sea, and I,

Spake together across the night.

“Have peace,” said the star,

“Have power,” said the sea,

“Yea!” I answered, “and Fame's delight!”

The wind on his way

To Araby

Paused and listened and sighed and said,

“I passed on the sands

A Pharaoh's tomb:

All these did he have — and he is dead.”