But Hark! The belated Song of a Mocking Bird—
its Vesper Song—to its enraptured Mate!
This, the Glad Song:
To You James Whitcomb Riley!
The World was full of Roses!
Every Rose held hidden, within its Tremulous Heart, a
Slender Crystal Chalice of Perfumed Dew, which,
overflowing, spilled its Prodigal Sweetness,
onto the Earth, into the Air,
For You James Whitcomb Riley!