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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.
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.
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.
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.
