That magic wand of every earthly deed,
The power that peopleth worlds and raiseth thrones—
And upwards mount. Thou hast thy heart’s want now,
If thou but claim’st it!
SPRING BALLAD
Spring, Spring, O gentle Spring, where hast thou been so long?
Why hast thou not come sooner to me?
Goddess of mirth,
Gay queen of the earth,
I am faint for thy smile, as I watched the long while