<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="" class="head">Summer Airs</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line"><span class="smallcaps">This</span> air's a lovely thing: it blows</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Softer than any kisses are;</p><p class="line">Touches my cheek like a wet rose</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Drenched in all sweetness, near and far.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">There's heather in it, miles on miles,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Rough sweetness of great seas that break</p><p class="line">On Achill cliffs and Clew's dear isles;</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Oh many a mountain, many a lake!</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">What soft invisible Loving clings</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">About my neck and lifts my hair</p><p class="line">The Eternal Love in these wild wings</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Meets me and clasps me everywhere.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Thou mad'st for me this air, this wind,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">These heavenly sweets for me, for me</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">That I might live and thrive, O kind!</p><p class="line">Fed on the very Breath of Thee.</p></div></body></html> · Great War