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First Line: Steal abroad, your time is come; doubt not once the new-blown / hour
Last Line: To make new morning wild with flowers
Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund

STEAL abroad, your time is come; doubt not once the new-blown hour;
Winter's wickedness is past,
And those long leaden nerveless moods
Which frowned much worse than frozen woods
Gone, as soft as thistle-wool
Upon a zephyr's love-like breath;
In animation beautiful
Returns your chance; now wander with
The sparkle on the living seas,
Nor fear that in these green estates
Ambushed may lie
The hooded serpent with the human eye;
But all is opening garden-gates,
Running mill-sails, fountain trees,
Winged boats that water-jewels attend
Where singingly they round the bend;
And sounding works whose smoke lifts proud
Through towers of force to yon rose-cloud
From elemental engines poured --
And both a glory to the Lord.
From mill to steeple, day breaks pure;
Your horse is on the road he wished,
And away past suburb and colure
Goes like the famous giant refreshed;
While you as light you travel by
See beckoning hand or smiling eye
That came in night's dark fairy showers
To make new morning wild with flowers

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