Whither wouldst thou lead my feet, Roving winds of May? Through green lanes with lilac sweet Where young lovers love to meet And old couples stray? Whither wouldst thou lead my eye, Laughing winds of May? Past the nesting birds on high To the blossom-snows that fly At thy bidding gay? Whither wouldst thou lead my thought, Whispering winds of May? Down dim glades with mystery fraught, Emerald-veiled, where, long unsought, Nymph and dryad play? Whither wouldst thou lead my heart, Sighing winds of May? Since my love and I did part Lead us, by some happy art, Back to Yesterday! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PETRIFIED FERN by MARY LYDIA BOLLES BRANCH LINES COMPOSED A FEW MILES ABOVE TINTERN ABBEY by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH SPRING'S IMMORTALITY by H. T. MACKENZIE BELL ROSETTE by HEINRICH CHRISTIAN BOIE A CHRISTMAS THOUGHT by MRS. FRANK A. BRECK |