Invocation to Youth

 COME then, as ever, like the wind at morning! 
 Joyous, O Youth, in the aged world renew 
Freshness to feel the eternities around it, 
 Rain, stars and clouds, light and the sacred dew. 
 The strong sun shines above thee: 
 That strength, that radiance bring! 
 If Winter come to Winter, 
 When shall men hope for Spring?

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