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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538093" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>West Wind, The</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538093" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Beneath the forest's skirts I rest,<br>Whose branching pines rise dark and high,<br>And hear the breezes of the West<br>Among the threaded foliage sigh.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538093" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Sweet Zephyr! why that sound of wo?<br>Is not thy home among the flowers?<br>Do not the bright June roses blow,<br>To meet thy kiss at morning hours?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538093" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And lo! thy glorious realm outspread--<br>Yon stretching valleys, green and gay,<br>And yon free hilltops, o'er whose head<br>The loose white clouds are borne away.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538093" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And there the full broad river runs,<br>And many a fount wells fresh and sweet,<br>To cool thee when the mid-day suns<br>Have made thee faint beneath their heat.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538093" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Thou wind of joy, and youth, and love;<br>Spirit of the new wakened year!<br>The sun in his blue realm above<br>Smooths a bright path when thou art here.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538093" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In lawns the murmuring bee is heard,<br>The wooing ring-dove in the shade;<br>On thy soft breath, the new-fledged bird<br>Takes wing, half happy, half afraid.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538093" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ah! thou art like our wayward race;--<br>When not a shade of pain or ill<br>Dims the bright smile of Nature's face,<br>Thou lov'st to sigh and murmur still.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=William+Cullen+Bryant">William Cullen Bryant</a></strong></div>

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