Sun-Rise — A Druid Chorus - Part 6

Now, thro' the amber-vaulted sky,
Smiling, the Gracious Seasons fly,
And wanton in the aery balm
With Youth, and Love, and Harmony:
Soft, on the sleeked waters by,
Nestle the brooding Birds of calm.
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