John Masefield, English poet laureate and novelist

“It’s a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds’ cries / I never hear the west wind but tears are in my eyes / For it comes from the west lands, the old brown hills / April’s in the west wind, and daffodils / … Will ye not come home, brother? Ye have been too long away / It’s April, and blossom time, and white is the spray / And bright is the sun brother, and warm is the rain / Will ye not come home, brother, home to us again?” (From “The West Wind” poem)

June 1, 1878-May 12, 1967