<h3 id="The_Vassal">The Vassal</h3>
<p>WIND of the North, O far, wild wind<br/>
Born of a far, lone sea—<br/>
When suns are soft and breezes kind<br/>
Why are you kin to me?</p>
<p><i>Uncounted years above the sea,<br/>
Rock-fortressed from its rage,<br/>
The fishermen, your fathers, kept<br/>
A barren heritage—<br/>
Grim as the sea they forced to pay<br/>
The sea-toll of their wage.</i></p>
<p><i>And lo! The fate which made you hers<br/>
And gave you of her best<br/>
And set you in a sunny place,<br/>
Down-sloping to the West,<br/>
Forgot to change your fisher’s heart<br/>
Serf to the sea’s unrest!</i></p>
<p>Wind of the North! O bitter wind,<br/>
I hear the wild seas fret—<br/>
In the dim spaces of the mind<br/>
They claim me vassal yet!</p>
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