lled it on quest as for prey.

V

Are thy feet on the ways of the limitless waters, thy wings on the
winds of the waste north sea?
Are the fires of the false north dawn over heavens where summer is
stormful and strong like thee
Now bright in the sight of thine eyes? are the bastions of icebergs
assailed by the blast of thy breath?
Is it March with the wild north world when April is waning? the
word that the changed year saith,
Is it echoed to northward with rapture of passion reiterate from
spirits triumphant as we
Whose hearts were uplift at the blast of thy clarions as men's
rearisen from a sleep that was death
And kindled to life that was one with the world's and with thine?
hast thou set not the whole world free?

VI

For the breath of thy lips is freedom, and freedom's the sense of
thy spirit, the sound of thy song,
Glad god of the north-east wind, whose heart is as high as the
hands of thy kingdom are strong,
Thy kingdom whose empire is terror and joy, twin-featured and
fruitful of births divine,
Days lit with the flame of the lamps of the flowers, and nights
that are drunken with dew for wine,
And sleep not for joy of the stars that deepen and quicken, a
denser and fierier throng,
And the world that thy breath bade whiten and tremble rejoices at
heart as they strengthen and shine,
And earth gives thanks for the glory bequeathed her, and knows of
thy reign that it wrought not wrong.

VII

Thy spirit is quenched not, albeit we behold not thy face in the
crown of the steep sky's arch,
And the bold first buds of the whin wax golden, and witness arise
of the thorn and the larch:
Wild April, enkindled to laughter and storm by the kiss of the
wildest of winds that blow,
Calls loud on his brother for witness; his hands that were laden
with blossom are sprinkled with snow,
And his lips breathe winter, and laugh, and relent; and the live
woods feel not the frost's flame parch;
For the flame of the spring that consumes not but quickens is felt
at the heart of the forest aglow,
And the sparks that enkindled and fed it were strewn from the hands
of the gods of t