and now the Winter of the world
perishing great darkness closes in.
tornado, centred at Berlin,
the width of Europe whirled,
sails of progress. Rent or furled
Art’s ensigns. Verse wails. Now begin
thought and feeling. Love’s wine’s thin.
of human Autumn rots, down-hurled.
Spring had bloomed in early Greece,
blazed her glory out with Rome,
softly fell, a harvest home,
grand age, and rich with all increase.
for us, wild Winter, and the need
for new Spring, and blood for seed.