Fear it has faded and the night:
The bells all peal the hours of nine:
The schoolgirls hastening through the light
Touch the unknowable Divine.

What leavening in my heart would bind !
Full dreams a thousand deep are there:
All luminants succumb beside
The unbound melody of hair.

Joy the long timourous takes the flute:
Valiant with colour songs are born:
Love the impatient absolute
Lives as a Saviour in the morn.

Get thou behind me, Shadow-Death!
Oh ye Eternities, delay!
Morning is with me, and the breath
Of schoolgirls hastening down the way.