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 Day after day of this azure May The blood of the Spring has swelled in my veins; Night after night of broad moonlight A mystical dream has dazzled my brains.

A seething might, a fierce delight, The blood of the Spring is the wine of the world; My veins run fire and thrill desire, Every leaf of my heart's red rose uncurled.

A sad sweet calm, a tearful balm, The light of the Moon is the trance of the world; My brain is fraught with yearning thought, And the rose is pale and its leaves are furled.

O speed the day, thou dear, dear May, And hasten the night I charge thee, O June, When the trance divine shall burn with the wine And the red rose unfurl all its fire to the Moon!

O mellow moonlight warm, Weave round my Love a charm;