The moods of love are like the wind,
And none knows whence or why they rise.


Poems (ed. 1886)


The moods of love are like the wind, And none knows whence or why they rise.

The moods of love are like the wind, And none knows whence or why they rise.

The moods of love are like the wind, And none knows whence or why they rise.

The moods of love are like the wind, And none knows whence or why they rise.