WHEN YOU WERE BORN

Love stirred the spheres, The groves rang mirth— There were no tears— At my love’s birth! A dancing star In revel flashed; Then leaped afar— And earthward dashed. In bliss it showered A million joys— Sweet wishes flowered In girls and boys. Then back it went, With soaring dance, And darkness rent In merry prance. The dawn’s grey spires Cleft night’s blue deep, Then golden fires Consumed dawn’s keep. A lark then flew With joy on high— With pearly dew— Up to the sky. And gave its kiss To its dear mate, In flutt’ring bliss, At heaven’s gate. So rosy morn Subdued the night, When you were born, My joy’s delight!