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Western wind, when wilt thou blow?
The small rain down can rain?
Christ, if my love were in my arms,
And I in my bed again.
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| Western Wind, When Wilt Thou Blow? Unknown Western wind, when wilt thou blow? The small rain down can rain? Christ, if my love were in my arms, And I in my bed again. Return to Poetry... |
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