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Blow, blow, east wind! What does the east wind do? Shine, shine, sunlight! And what does the sunshine do? The sunshine clear Goes there and here, And searches in every nook, And, while it is going, The wind is blowing Farther than you can look; The east wind blows, It sweeps, it goes The whole world through; As the world grows green, It sweeps it clean, And the sky is a pale, cold blue: Blow, blow, east wind, Finish your blowing, do! And the west wind, dear, will soon be here, With skies of deep, warm blue.

Baby’s Bells