Dawn and delight are gain,
Lifting the wings of the dove;
Morrows for sorrows are vain,
O love!
Look thro the clouds and the rain
To the stars above;
Rise from the chrysalis, Pain,
To the wing’d god, Love.
(Joseph Ignatius Constantine Clarke)
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