I wept when autumn fled the barren fields And yet again at winter's solemn close, But Spring outdistanced me, I could not hold The beauty of the cherry and the rose.
I sang when I caught hold of summer's feet Passing through the garden of my soul, Her flowered prints so manifold and sweet Across my earth-hewn body gently stole.
I leapt with joy when Nature took my hand And led me through her golden sunlight's door, Her mysteries that I might understand Divulged, and beauty never seen before,
The promise of greater wonders still to come When earth receives the all-transforming light And man acknowledging the spirit's home Sustains an inconceivable delight.
Poems Undated (1727)
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