The Wind Of The World
Chained is the Spring. The Night-wind bold Blows over the hard earth; Time is not more confused and cold, Nor keeps more wintry mirth. Yet blow, and roll the world about-- Blow, Time, blow, winter's Wind! Through chinks of time heaven peepeth out, And Spring the frost behind.
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