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.