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Rh Thou shalt no longer fly

Earth's captive—nay, but boldly dare

The azure vault, and upward bear

Thy transports to the sky!"

Soon passed the Saviour; but the lark,

Close hovering near Him in the dark,

Could not his grief abate;

And nigh the watchers at the tomb,

Still mourned through days of grief and gloom,

With note disconsolate.

But when to those sad mourners came,

In rose and amethyst and flame,

The Dawn Miraculous,

Song in which sorrow had no part

Burst from the lark's triumphant heart—

Sweet and tumultuous!

An instant, as with rapture blind,

He faltered; then, his Lord to find,

Straight to the ether flew,—

Rising where falls no human tear,

Singing where still his song we hear

Piercing the upper blue!