List to the wind,
How it whistles and whines,
How it mourns and pines.
It is sad.
List to the storm,
How it rumbles and roars,
How its wrath it pours.
It is mad.
List to the breeze,
How it sweetly sings,
How it joyfully rings.
It is glad.
C. S.
Troy Daily Times. May 24, 1876.
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