PERVIGILIUM VENERIS.
The Vigil of Venus.
Tomorn who ne'er hath loved shall love, and who hath loved shall love tomorn.
Spring is young, spring now is chanting, spring is all the world reborn.
Love in spring is knit to love, bird weds with bird in springtide hours,
And the wood unbinds her rippling tresses under nuptial showers.
Tomorn who ne'er hath loved shall love, and who hath loved shall love tomorn.
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Tomorn the Queen who coupleth loves where trees make twilight of the day
Weaves her bowers of greenery, pavilions roofed with myrtle-spray.
To-morrow through the chanting woods she leads her festal dances on.
Tomorn Dione publishes her statutes from her skiey throne.
Tomorn who ne'er hath loved shall love, and who hath loved shall love tomorn.
