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When light wells up from her secret springs / And the stars are quenched in a purer fire, / From the blue of the heavens a blithe bird sings / Of the day's delight and the earth's desire.
Heart of my being, reply, reply!
So Love singeth / Out of the deep of a dawning sky, / A little moment is all he bringeth.
When silver rays into shadows swoon, / A bird sings out of the calm of night / To the wandering sail of the wasted moon / And the stars that jewel the skies with light.
Heart of my being, rejoice, rejoice!
Night hath given / To all thy yearnings one faultless voice, / A prayer to trouble the peace of heaven.