The Wild Lover

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Title:     The Wild Lover
Author: Howard V. Sutherland [More Titles by Sutherland]

Sway your lithe arms, ye graceful trees,
The wind is out a-wooing!
Ye may be many, yet he sees
A way to your undoing.

Ye need not fear,
Though birds may hear
Your whispers or your sighs;
Or tell the night
Of your delight--
Nay, Nay, the birds are wise.

Your vestiture of maiden green
Doth very well adorn ye;
The wind will deem each one a queen,
And woo. He dare not scorn ye!

[The end]
Howard V. Sutherland's poem: Wild Lover

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