O joys of love and joys of fame,
It is not you I shall regret;
I sadden lest I should forget
The beauty woven in earth’s name:
The shout and battle of the gale,
The stillness of the sun-rising,
The sound of some deep hidden spring,
The glad sob of the filling sail,
The first green ripple of the wheat,
The rain-song of the lifted leaves,
The waking birds beneath the eaves,
The voices of the summer heat.
(Ethel Clifford)
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