Weep not Thalia! Maiden of Aganippe!

To you I turn in my desperate hours.

Hold me tender; your sweet embrace and grip

I feel in this life refreshing showers

Of love pulsing my every marrow.

I surrender my Spirit completely

To these songs of joy, so let the arrow

Of mirthfulness pierce this heart of mine-.

All saturnine and gloomy thoughts depart

From my soul that I may be a rampart

for life-affirming thought-currents sublime…

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