Let us rise up and live! Behold, each thing Is ready for the moulding of our hand. Long have they all awaited our command; None other will they ever own for king. Until we come no bird dare try to sing, Nor any sea its power may understand; No buds are on the trees; in every land Year asketh year some tidings of some Spring. Yea, it is time--high time we were awake! Simple indeed shall life be unto us. What part is ours?--To take what all things give; To feel the whole world growing for our sake; To have sure knowledge of the marvellous; To laugh and love--Let us rise up and live!