ZEPHYR AND HIS BROTHERS 



Snowy cloud mothers 



With broad bosoms white, 



Watch o'er the baby clouds 

 Slumbering light. 



Tired little baby clouds 



Dreaming of fears. 

 Turn in their air cradles, 



Dropping soft tears. 



Great snowy mother clouds 



Brooding o'er all. 

 Let their warm mother tears 



Tenderly fall. 



ZEPHYR AND HIS BROTHERS 



ZEPHYR is the west wind. 



Although he is full of mischief, he is kind 

 and gentle. 



He is not always playing, for he has work 

 to do. 



He lives in a large dark cave with his father 

 ^Eolus and his brothers, North Wind, South 

 Wind, and East Wind. 



