WEST wind, come from the west land
Fair and far!
Come from the fields of the best land
Upon our star!
Come, and go to my sister
Over the sea:
Tell her how much I have missed her,
Tell her for me!
Odours of lilies and roses–
Set them astir;
Cull them from gardens and closes,–
Give them to her!
Say I have loved her, and love her:
Say that I prize
Few on the earth here above her,
Few in the skies!
Bring her, if worth the bringing,
A brother's kiss:
Should she ask for a song of his singing,
Give her this!
George Frederick Cameron
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-the-west-wind/
