Thy lap to the genial Heaven, the day that he wooed thee and won thee!...
Myriad myriads of lives teemed forth from the mighty embracement.
Thousand-fold tribes of dwellers, impelled by thousand-fold instincts.
Filled, as a dream, the wide waters; the rivers sang on their channels;
Laughed on their shores the wide seas; the yearning ocean swelled upward;
Young life lowed through the meadows, the woods, and the echoing mountains,
Wandered bleating in valleys, and warbled on blossoming branches.
S. T. Coleridge (Hymn to the Earth).
An imitation of Stolberg’s Hymne an die Erde.