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Firebird
 

 
 HAIL to thee, blithe spirit!  

        Bird thou never wert´  

      That from heaven or near it  

        Pourest thy full heart  

In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.         

 

      Higher still and higher  

        From the earth thou springest,  

      Like a cloud of fire;  

        The blue deep thou wingest,  

And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.   10

 

      In the golden light´ning  

        Of the sunken sun,  

      O'er which clouds are bright'ning,  

        Thou dost float and run,  

Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.

 
 
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