Here In The Teeth Of This Triumphant Wind That Shakes The Naked Shadows On The Ground, Making A Key-Board Of The Earth To Strike From Clattering Tree And Hedge A Separate Sound, Bear Witness For Me That I Loved My Life, All Things That Hurt Me And All Things That Healed, And That I Swore It This Day In March, Here At The Edge Of This New-Broken Field. You Only Knew Me, Tell Them I Was Glad For Every Hour Since My Hour Of Birth, And That I Ceased To Fear, As Once I Feared, The Last Complete Reunion With The Earth.