Day'S Coming Up Now, Joy'S Returned, Sorrow'S Dark Cloud-Castles Captured And Burned; Over The Mountain-Tops Glowing Light-King His Armies Is Throwing. "Up Now, Up Now!" Calls The Bird, "Up Now, Up Now!" Child-Voice Heard, Up Now My Hope In Sunshine. "
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