paroles de chanson To the Western Wind - Robert Herrick
Sweet
western
wind,
whose
luck
it
is
Made
rival
with
the
air
To
give
Perenna's
lip
a
kiss
And
fan
her
wanton
hair
Bring
me
but
one,
I'll
promise
thee
Instead
of
common
showers
Thy
wings
shall
be
embalm'd
by
me
And
all
beset
with
flowers
1 To Dianeme: Sweet Be Not Proud of Those Two Eyes
2 To Dianeme: I Could but See Thee Yesterday
3 To Dianeme: Dear Though to Part It Be a Hell
4 To Daffodils: Fair Daffodils We Weep to See
5 To Meadows: Ye Have Been Fresh and Green
6 To the Virgins to Make Much of Time
7 Epitaph Upon a Child That Died
8 To Oenone: What Conscience Say Is It in Thee
9 To Daisies Not to Shut so Soon
10 The Bracelet: To Julia
11 Cherry-Ripe
12 The Primrose
13 To Violets: Welcome Maids of Honour
14 To the Western Wind
15 Comfort to a Youth That Had Lost His Love
16 To His Book
17 To the Willow-Tree
18 To Blossoms: Fair Pledges of a Fruitful Tree
19 A Child's Grace
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