Fear it has faded and the night: 
 The bells all peal the hour of nine: 
The schoolgirls hastening through the light 
 Touch the unknowable Divine. 

What leavening in my heart would bide! 
 Full dreams a thousand deep are there: 
All luminants succumb beside 
 The unbound melody of hair. 

Joy the long timorous takes the flute: 
 Valiant with colour songs are born: 
Love the impatient absolute 
 Lives as a Saviour in the morn 

Get thou behind me Shadow-Death! 
 Oh ye Eternities delay! 
Morning is with me and the breath 
 Of schoolgirls hastening down the way.