The Roaring Frost
A flock of winds came winging from the North,
Strong birds with fighting pinions driving forth
With a resounding call!
Where will they close their wings and cease their cries
Between what warming seas and conquering skies
And fold, and fall?
~~
Alice Meynell
from The Shepherdess, and other verses, 1913
[Poem is in the public domain in Canada, the United States, and the European Union]
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