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Unfold, unfold! take in his light,
Who makes thy Cares more short than night.
The Joys, which with his Day-star rise,
he deals to all, but drowsy Eyes.
And what the men of this world miss,
Some drops and dews of future bliss.
hark! How his winds have chang’d their note,
And with warm whispers call thee out.
The frosts are past, the storms are gone:
And backward life at last come on.
The lofty groves in express Joyes
Reply unto the Turtles voice,
And here in dust and dirt, O here
The lilies of is life appear!
© 2002 Elena and Yacov Feldman