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Rondeaux and Sonnets. By the Rev. Richard Wilton
  
  

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XXII. ASCENSION-DAY.

Ascension-Day, the crown of Spring,
Thy praises let the woodlands ring,
Let music flow from every spray—
A mingled but harmonious lay—
Or soar aloft on the lark's wing.
Let opening blossoms incense fling,
And silky leaves their banners bring,
While mounting sap attests thy sway,
Ascension-day.
My soul, my glory, rise and sing,
Bursting the chains which bind and cling:
Still let me climb the Heavenward way;
Till, while I praise and work and pray,
'Tis always, through my Lord and King,
Ascension-day!