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Earth's Answer

Earth rais'd up her head
From the darkness dread and drear.
Her light fled,
Stony dread!
And her locks cover'd with grey despair.

"Prison'd on watr'y shore,
Starry Jealousy does keep my den:
Cold and hora,
Weeping o'er,
I hear the Father of the ancient men.

Selfish, father of men!
Cruel, jealous, selfish fear!
Can delight,
Chain'd in night,
the virgins of youth and morning bear?

Does spring hide its joy
When buds and blossoms grow?
Does the shower
Sow by night,
Or the plowman in darkness plow?

Break this heavy chain
That does freeze my bones around.
Selfish! Vain! Eternal bane!
That free Love with bondage bound."  

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