We present this work in honor of the poet’s 130th birthday.

 

Shine out once more, thou radiant sun,
With noon-day splendours bright!
Break through the clouds which veil thy beams!
Diffuse thy cheering light!

Creation, deluged, weeps in showers;
The dripping flocks repine;
The birds are silent on the boughs;
Shine out, — all glorious shine!

No more they grind; — the sithe, the rake,
Are laid as useless by,
While many a wistful look is turn’d
Towards the western sky.

Wake from the north, ye slumb’ring wind!
Dispel the thick’ning gloom!
Lighten with smiles the brow of care, —
With all your influence come.