AMBERGRIS 
119 
 
 
 
FROM RODIN IN RIME 
 
Reveil D’Adonis 
 
Adonis, awake, it is day ;  it is spring ! 
It is dawn on the lea, it is light on the lake ! 
The fawn’s in the bush and the bird’s on the wing ! 
Adonis, awake ! 
 
Adonis, awake !  We are colour and song 
And for, we are muses most tender to take 
Thy life up to Art that was lost over long. 
Adonis, awake ! 
 
Adonis, awake !  thou has risen above 
The fear in the forest, the brute in the brake. 
Thou art sacred to shrines that are higher than Love ! 
Adonis, awake !