READ HERE LIGHT'S MESSAGE 



And the spring arose on the garden fair, 

 Like the spirit of Love felt everywhere; 

 And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast 

 Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest. 



The snowdrop and the violet, 



Arose from the ground with warm rain wet, 



And their breath was mixed with fresh odour, 



sent 

 From the turf, like the voice and the instrument. 



Then he pied wind-flowers and the tulip tall, 

 And narcissi, the fairest among them all, 

 Who gaze on their eyes in the stream's recess, 

 Till they die of their own dear loveliness. 



And the Naiad-like lily of the vale, 

 Whom youth makes so fair and passion so pale, 

 That the light of its tremulous bells is seen 

 Through their pavilions of tender green; 



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