Classic Poem

A SONG TO AROLILIA,

DWELLER BY THE FOUNTAIN .

When you were born, the Earth obeyed;
(Call her, Echo!)
Fragrancies from the distance blew,
Beanfields and violets were made,
And jasmine by the cypress grew —
Jasmine by the cloudy yew —
(Call her, Echo!)
Call Arolilia by her name!)

When you were born, despairs must die,
(Call her, Echo!)
Sweet tongues were loosened from a spell —
Snow mountains glistened from on high
And torrents to the valleys fell —
A song into Man's bosom fell —
( Call her, Echo !)
Call Arolilia by her name! )

When you were born, hid lightning's shape
( Call her, Echo !)
Took up the poor man's altar coal,
His green vine throbbed into the grape,
And in the dastard sprang a soul —
Even in the dastard sprang a soul!
( Call her, Echo!
Call Arolilia by her name !)
When you were born, all golden shot
( Call her, Echo !)

Fountains of daybreak from the sea,
And still, if near I find you not —
If steps I hear, but you come not —
Darkness lies on the world for me!
( Call her, Echo !
Call Arolilia by her name !)