The East Wind - Challinor, Frederick A.

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"Songs of the Winds, No. 3."

◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Voicing → SATB ¶ Language → English

Parts 4

Instruments Piano

Pages 16

CPDL # 75976

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2023-10-02

License Personal

¶Lyrics / Text

What is the Voice of the Eastern Wind? A Voice of proud disdain! “They rede me the rule of a fevered school, They teach me a swifter gain! To their hurry and greed I give no heed, Dogs of a race unclean. I pore o’er the page of the Olden Age, I fathom the Vast Unseen, Let their Legions sweep to the charnel heap, Let their cannon thunder far! I lift my hands from the desert sands To the gleam of the fateful star. My tent I fold and my spear of gold Glows in the shimmering heat; And the Foeman waits at the City gates, And his drummers idly beat. With my arms on my breast I take my rest, Then vanish on lightening feet.”