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The winds come from the West, / Come softly, mildly, / "What tidings do you bring? " / I questioned wildly. / They sang a tender tune, / And answered lightly -- / "Your darling's path is fair! / The sun shines brightly."
The winds came from the West, / Came shrieking, groaning. / "What tidings now, oh wind? " / My heart cried moaning. / They answered loud, and wild, / "When danger stalketh -- / And death is waiting, near, / Your darling walketh."
The winds came from the West, / Came weeping, wailing. / "Oh, tell me, tell me, winds! " / My heart cried, failing. / "Where none are near to soothe," / They answered sighing, / "In loneliness and pain, / Your love is dying!"
The winds came from the West! / Came sadly sobbing. / And with an awful fear, / My heart was throbbing. / I wildly questioned them / Amidst my weeping, / "All still, and white," they said, / "Your love is sleeping. "