Laurence Binyon.
1869 – 1943
COME then, as ever, like the wind at morning!
  Joyous, O Youth, in the agèd world renew
Freshness to feel the eternities around it,
  Rain, stars and clouds, light and the sacred dew.
      The strong sun shines above thee:
      That strength, that radiance bring!
      If Winter come to Winter,
      When shall men hope for Spring?
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