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I saw you toss the kites on high,

And blow the birds about the sky;

And all around I heard you pass

Like ladies’ skirts across the grass—

O wind, a-blowing all day long,

O wind, that sings so loud a song!

I saw the different things you did,

But always you yourself you hid.

I felt you push, I heard you call,

I could not see yourself at all—

O wind, a-blowing all day long,

O wind, that sings so loud a song!

O you, that are so strong and cold,

O blower, are you young or old?

Are you a beast of field and tree,

Or just a stronger child than me?

O wind, a-blowing all day long,

O wind, that sings so loud a song!

Hearts like doors can open with ease

To very, very little keys;

And ne’er forget that they are these:

“I thank you, sir,” and “If you please.”