Poem by Richard Watson Gilder

The New Day. Part 3. 18. Song (The birds were singing, the skies were gay)

The birds were singing, the skies were gay;
     ⁠I looked from the window on meadow and wood,
⁠⁠          On green, green grass that the sun made white;
     ⁠Beyond the river the mountain stood—
⁠⁠          Blue was the mountain, the river was bright;
⁠     I looked on the land and it was not good,
For my own dear Love she had flown away.

1. The Celestial Passion. Prelude
2. The New Day. Part 3. 8. “Thy Lover, Love, Would Have Some Nobler Way”
3. The New Day. Part 3. 23. Song (My love grew with the growing night)
4. The Celestial Passion. Part 2. 2. Easter
5. The New Day. Part 4. 4. Song (Not from the whole wide world I chose thee)

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