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HAWTHORN TIDE

 

I

Dawn is alive in the world, and the darkness of heaven

and of earth
Subsides in the light of a smile more sweet than the loud
noon's mirth,
Spring lives as a babe lives, glad and divine as the sun,
and unsure
If aught so divine and so glad may be worshipped and
loved and endure.
A soft green glory suffuses the love-lit earth with delight,
And the face of the noon is fair as the face of the
star-clothed night.
Earth knows not and doubts not at heart of the glories
again to be:
Sleep doubts not and dreams not how sweet shall the
waking beyond her be.