Cloud and sunbeam, dew and rainbow,
Mingle in her lucid eyes:
Fitful smiles and vivid blushes
Blend to banish every tear,
And, like lute, her tender accents
Fall upon Demeter’s ear:
‘Mother, from the heart of Hadës
I have come again to thee!’—
Desert wide and boundless welkin,
Grove and valley, hill and sea,