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Speak, east wind, did you meet my love / When you came o'er the sea?
And did she give a message kind / For you to bring to me?
When you were passing through the haunts / Of happy, garish men, / Did you once linger in her hair, / And murmur to her then
A word, reminding her of one / Far out on western plains, / Who looks, and waits, from morn 'til night, / With hope that never wanes?
With hope that she will send some word -- / One moment of her mind -- / To prove that when we meet again / My true love I shall find?
No message, east wind, do you bring, / You leave me lone and cold, / Farewell, thou heartless wanderer, / Go, chilling young and old!
Go journeys long in search of hills / Where only echoes dwell, / Wild east wind, scorn the love-lorn ones, / Who would their sad tales tell.