VITA NUOVA
Flung out of silence, comes that clear appeal,
To make the jaded and insensate feel
New yearnings of the heart?
A something in the song
Shall hardly to a later strain belong—
A tremulous and naïve ecstasy
That moves the soul; which, eager then to live,
Petitions Life: "Ah, stay awhile, and give
A little heed to me!
"I, also, feel the Spring!
I, also, long to spread my wings and sing,
Unvexed by cares that canker and consume:
To hope, to dream,—ere winter come, to capture
The fleeting thrill, the fragrance and the rapture
Of beauty in its bloom!"
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