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A HYMN TO SPRING
The Sun returns,
The young Sun burns
With his youth renewed and desire of his love the Earth:
And his gentle kisses rain on her lips till mirth
Breaks out on her pale sweet face in a laughter of flowers,
In a ripple of crystal waves, in a chorus of song,
Through the silver hours,
Through the silver hours that are gliding, gliding along,
That are gliding to gold with the growing love of the Sun,
As he holds embraced with trance upon trance his beautiful bride,
While silver hours into golden hours glide;
O beautiful Earth dear bride of the mighty Sun,
Whose life, whose love's begun!
The young Sun burns
With his youth renewed and desire of his love the Earth:
And his gentle kisses rain on her lips till mirth
Breaks out on her pale sweet face in a laughter of flowers,
In a ripple of crystal waves, in a chorus of song,
Through the silver hours,
Through the silver hours that are gliding, gliding along,
That are gliding to gold with the growing love of the Sun,
As he holds embraced with trance upon trance his beautiful bride,
While silver hours into golden hours glide;
O beautiful Earth dear bride of the mighty Sun,
Whose life, whose love's begun!
Wake heart, wake heart!
Wake, wake, and do thy part!
Wake, wake from the winter's-death that has held thee dumb!
The voice of the Bridegroom rings and the answering Bride:
Wake, wake, for the Bride and the Bridegroom hither come!
Wake, wake, for the desolate night is passed into morning-tide:
Our lord the Sun is arisen and weds the awaiting Earth:
From birth to birth
Her beauty leaps into being
Of scent and sound and seeing,
Her beauty leaps into being;
And Heaven is one with Earth!
Wake, wake, and do thy part!
Wake, wake from the winter's-death that has held thee dumb!
The voice of the Bridegroom rings and the answering Bride:
Wake, wake, for the Bride and the Bridegroom hither come!
Wake, wake, for the desolate night is passed into morning-tide:
Our lord the Sun is arisen and weds the awaiting Earth:
From birth to birth
Her beauty leaps into being
Of scent and sound and seeing,
Her beauty leaps into being;
And Heaven is one with Earth!
April 22nd, 1885.
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