REVEIL D’ADONIS?
DONIS, awake, it is day; it is spring!
It is dawn on the lea, it is light on the lake!
The fawn ’s in the bush and the bird ’s on the wing!
Adonis, awake!
Adonis, awake! We are colour and song
And form, we are Muses most tender to take
Thy life up to Art that was lost over long.
Adonis, awake!
Adonis, awake! thou hast risen above
The fear in the forest, the brute in the brake. |
Thou art sacred to shrines that are higher than Love!
Adonis, awake!
1 Properly the sequel to Mort d’ Adonis on p. 62.
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