POETRY.
SPRING UP, 0 WELL!
SPRING UP, 0 well! So the primeval song Re-echoeth for ever fresh and strong.
Spring up, 0 well Spring up, and ever spring New life to men and new delight to bring; Unleavened, though the generations draw Out of thy depths light, miracle, and law.
0 Well of righteousness, Thou wert the fount Whence Moses drew upon the holy Mount, And in all lands uprising Thou didst fill Seer and bard with knowledge of Thy will, And Thou in manhood framed, 0 full, 0 free! Life's water and life's purge didst deign to be, Then a strong river in rejoicing Hood That made men true and beautiful and good.
We dare not say thou tallest, no, nor dream Weakness or want can check tho eternal stream, Or that time chills the source and ageless bourne Whence all things come, and whither all return; Spring up, exulting then, as fresh and young As on the morn that thy first praise was song; The parched fields wait, the thirsty land is dry, Spring up, 0 well, among us, or we die!
W. J. FERRAR.
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