Historic Sheet Music Collection

Document Type

Score

Publication Date

1851

Comments

Words by Shirley Brooks Esq.
Music by Alexander Lee

New York (1 Franklin Sq.) : Firth, Pond & Co., c1851

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Lyrics

Oh! The wild free wind is a Spirit Kind,
And it loves the Indian well,
When its course it ploughs thro’ the crashing boughs,
Or moans in the ocean shell.
Oh! the wild free wind is a Spirit kind,
And it loves the Indian well,
When its course, it ploughs thro’ the crashing boughs,
Or moans in the ocean shell,
When the Indian maid hath implor’d implor’d its aid
The wild free wind, the wild free wind is there,
And it speeds her dart to the red deer’s heart
As he bounds from his secret lair
It speeds her dart to the red deer’s heart
As he bounds from his secret lair
And whether o’er sea or land it go, or land it go
She loves to hear the wild wind blow,
To hear the wild wind blow.

[Verse2]
When the sunlight fades from the silent glades,
And the stars thro’ branches gleam
The wild wind’s sigh is her lullaby
And the music of her dream
When the sunlight fades from the silent glades,
And the stars thro’ branches gleam
The wild win’s sigh is her lullaby
And the music of her dream,
It guides the showers to her fairest, fairest flow’rs
Her bees, her bees to their fragrant cell,
For the wild free wind is a Spirit kind,
And it loves the Indian well
It speeds her dart to the red deer’s heart
As he bounds from his secret lair
And whether o’er sea or land it go, or land it go
She loves to hear the wild wind blow,
To hear the wild wind blow.

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