Earth's Answer

Earth raised up her head
From the darkness dread and drear.
Her light fled:
Stony dread!
And her locks covered with grey despair.

"Prisoned on wat'ry shore,
Starry jealously does keep my den;
Cold and hoar,
Weeping o'er,
I hear the Father of the ancient men.

"Selfish Father of men!
Cruel jealous selfish fear!

Can delight
Chained in night
The virgins of youth and morning bear?

"Does spring hide its joy
When buds and blossoms grow?

Does the sower
Sow by night,
Or the ploughman in darkness plough?

"Break this heavy chain
That does freeze my bones around.
Selfish, vain,
Eternal bane!
That free love with bondage bound.'
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