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Saint KaikiasPatron of the Northeasterly Winds.
- WELCOME, wild Northeaster!
- Shame it is to see
- Odes to every zephyr;
- Ne'er a verse to thee.
- Welcome, black Northeaster!
- O'er the German foam;
- O'er the Danish moorlands,
- From thy frozen home.
- Tired are we of summer,
- Tired of gaudy glare,
- Showers soft and steaming,
- Hot and breathless air.
- Tired of listless dreaming,
- Through the lazy day--
- Jovial wind of winter
- Turn us out to play!
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- Come, as came our fathers,
- Heralded by thee,
- Conquering from the eastward,
- Lords by land and sea.
- Come; and strong, within us
- Stir the Vikings' blood;
- Bracing brain and sinew;
- Blow, thou wind of God!
- —Charles Kingsley
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