Love's Happiness

Love's Happiness written by William Henry Davies

From "Songs of Joy", 1911

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Blow, blow, thou Eastern wind,
Since Love can draw thy sting;
The South blows to my mind,
And does sweet odours bring -
If only Love is kind.

Spout, spout, you frowning cloud,
Since Love cares not for rain:
With every spout allowed,
You beat on me in vain -
As though I wore Death's shroud.

Rumble, you thunderstorm,
Since Love's voice cannot fail
To sing more loud and warm -
Like a fine nightingale
Paced by your angry storm.

Then thunder, cloud, or wind,
Come either, stay or go;
If Love to me is kind,
Rumble, or rain, or blow
Comes easy to my mind.

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