Who present past and future sees；
Whose ears have heard
The Holy Word
That walk'd among the ancient trees；
Calling the lapsèd soul
And weeping in the evening dew；
That might control
The starry pole
And fallen fallen light renew！
'O Earth O Earth return！
Arise from out the dewy grass！
Night is worn
And the morn
Rises from the slumbrous mass.
'Turn away no more；
Why wilt thou turn away？
The starry floor
The watery shore
Is given thee till the break of day.'