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33940	Cawein, Madison Julius	A Voice on the Wind, and Other Poems			.txt	text/plain	10330	928	97	While wild through the wood her voice they hear,-Dreams that are the world-soul's cure; On the hill-top Love-a-Dream On the hill-top Love-a-Dream Sow sweet notes like silver seed. And the heavenly dream of her soul makes gleam I see the Spirit of the Summer dreaming Wild winds of Autumn with the dead leaves antic; The leaves, like hands with emerald veined, The sad, sweet voice of some wood-spirit who From the deep forest comes the wood-dove's coo. Such nights are like the sweetness of a kiss The moth-like moon swings upward through the night; And the deep-mooned night and her love again! Like the night with its moon and its stars above; The day like some great king of old, When the wood whispers like a wandering mind, With dreams of love-long-done, And night comes on with wind and rain; 'Drouth,' 'Before the Rain,' and the like, are in a voice which	./cache/33940.txt	./txt/33940.txt