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was intoxication in the air;
 * The wind, keen blowing from across the seas,
 * O'er leagues of new-ploughed land and heathery leas,

Smelt of wild gorse whose gold flamed everywhere. An undertone of song pulsed far and near,
 * The soaring larks filled heaven with ecstasies,
 * And, like a living clock among the trees,

The shouting cuckoo struck the time of year.

For now the Sun had found the earth once more,
 * And woke the Sleeping Beauty with a kiss;

Who thrilled with light of love in every pore,
 * Opened her flower-blue eyes, and looked in his.

Then all things felt life fluttering at their core—
 * The world shook mystical in lambent bliss.