Forsurelyallisnotinvain，Thisgallantshowshebrings;
Butsealofhopeandsignofgain，BeareththisSpringofsprings.
NolongernowtheseasonswearDull，withoutanytaleOfhowthechainthetoilersbearIsgrowingthinandfrail.
ButhopeofplentyandgoodwillFliesforthfromlandtoland，NoranynowthevoicecanstillThatcriethonthehand.
AlittlewhileshallSpringcomebackAndfindtheAncientHomeYetmarredbyfoolishwasteandlack，Andmostenthralledbysome.