At the them from November ; but on those east 

 Turn of w i n ds from Norway and the Baltic, from 

 ear * Jutland and Friesland, on those south winds 

 leaping upward from the marshes of Picardy 

 and the Breton heathlands and from all of the 

 swarm-delivering South behind, on those south- 

 west gales warm with the soft air of the isles 

 of the west, and wet with the foam over lost 

 Ys and sunken Lyonesse, what an incalculable 

 host has come hither ward. Like great fans, 

 the invisible pinions of the Bird-God, that 

 Winged Spirit whom a Finnish legend images 

 in continual suspense at the Cross ways of the 

 Four Winds, beat this way and that : so that 

 when already the lament of the wild-geese in 

 storm-baffled flight from the South ulules in 

 our norland dawns, clouds of larks are gathered 

 like dust from the North-Sea lands, and are 

 blown upon our shores, a multitude of thrush 

 turn westward, the rook and the hoodie rise 

 on the Danish wind, and yonder shadow drift- 

 ing over the woods of Norway is none other 

 than ten thousand fieldfares whose congrega- 

 tion will soon be spilt like rain upon our fields 

 and pastures. 



When is the turn of the year ? We have 

 certainly not to wait till the missel-thrush calls 

 down the wind on the moist south-wester that 

 comes in February. The changing seasons are 



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