Edwin Arnold

That rich celestial music thrilled the air
From hosts on hosts shining ones, who thronged
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That rich celestial music thrilled the air
From hosts on hosts shining ones, who thronged
Eastward and westward, making bright the night.

Early violets blue and white
Dying for their love of light.

Early violets blue and white
Dying for their love of light.

The royal kingcup bold
Dares not don his coat of gold.

The royal kingcup bold
Dares not don his coat of gold.

Making all future fruits of all the pasts.

Making all future fruits of all the pasts.

We are the voices of the wandering wind,
Which moan for rest and rest can never find;
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We are the voices of the wandering wind,
Which moan for rest and rest can never find;
Lo! as the wind is so is mortal life,
A moan, a sigh, a sob, a storm, a strife.