... In silvery arches spanning the air,<br>
Saw you my truelove anywhere?<br>
Welladay!Welladay! For the winds of May!<br>
Love is unhappy when love is away!<br>
James Joyce, 1907
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Winds of May, that dance on the sea,
Dancing a ringaround in glee
From furrow to furrow, while overhead
The foam flies up to be garlanded...