THE RED SONG
And shape out of all starry rapture
A soul for my new beloved.
A soul for my new beloved.
Scarred heart that beats so triumphantly,
Your dropping blood bugles a song of victory,
A glad and ringing hosannah!
Out of the dead gloom and the hopelessness,
Into the new morning of manhood,
I turn forever from the barred past,
And, singing, live, and, living, sing
My song of love and laughter!
Let the hills burn green, and the blossoms whiten,—
Let the odors of Spring dart over the wayside,
And the sun by day, and the stars by night,
Choir all the joys of love!
I am man, and woman is mine;
Together we blend, to create the future.
Your dropping blood bugles a song of victory,
A glad and ringing hosannah!
Out of the dead gloom and the hopelessness,
Into the new morning of manhood,
I turn forever from the barred past,
And, singing, live, and, living, sing
My song of love and laughter!
Let the hills burn green, and the blossoms whiten,—
Let the odors of Spring dart over the wayside,
And the sun by day, and the stars by night,
Choir all the joys of love!
I am man, and woman is mine;
Together we blend, to create the future.
This is the red song of love.
My heart's glad drops are singing!
My heart's glad drops are singing!
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