Songs of Experience: Introduction

Hear the voice of the Bard,
 Who present, past, and future, sees;
 Whose ears have heard
 The Holy Word
 That walked among the ancient trees;
 Calling the lapsed soul,
 And weeping in the evening dew;
 That might control
 The starry pole,
 And fallen, fallen light renew!
 'O Earth, O Earth, return!
 Arise from out the dewy grass!
 Night is worn,
 And the morn
 Rises from the slumbrous mass.
 'Turn away no more;
 Why wilt thou turn away?
 The starry floor,
 The watery shore,
 Are given thee till the break of day.'