"Ode to the West Wind - I" (1) - Percy Bysshe Shelley

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O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, - Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead - Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, - Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, - Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, - Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed.

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