Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс)

The Awakening (OUT of the sleep of earth, with visions rife)

OUT of the sleep of earth, with visions rife
I woke in death's clear morning, full of life ;
And said to God, whose smile made all things bright,
That was an aweful dream I had last night.

1. Intermediary
2. Why the Spring is Late
3. As by Fire
4. At Eleusis
5. The Call (All wantonly in hours of joy)

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