The spring is fresh and fearless
And every leaf is new.
The world is brimmed with moonlight.
The lilac brimmed with dew.
Here in the moving shadows
I catch my breath and sing—
My heart is fresh and fearless
And over-brimmed with spring.
Selection from Rivers to the Sea. NEW YORK: MACMILLAN, 1915. | Source: Project Gutenberg.
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Photo by Juja Han on Unsplash.