Fly, joyous wind, through all the wakened earth,
Now when the portals of the dawn outpour
Laughter and radiant sunlight from the store
Of spring's glad pa**ion and loud-ringing mirth.
Cry to the world that I despair no more;
Heart greets my heart, and hope has proved its worth;
Fly where the meadows swell in flowery birth,
Chant everywhere, and everywhere adore.
Circle the basking hills in fragrant flight,
Shout "Rapture! Rapture!" if sweet sorrow pa**es,
And whisper low in intimate delight
My love-song to the undulating gra**es.
Grief is no more, Love rises with the spring,
O fly, free wind, and "Rapture! Rapture!" sing.