• Ah! Up then from the ground sprang I And hailed the earth with such a cry As is not heard save from a man Who has been dead, and lives again. About the trees my arms I wound; Like one gone mad I hugged the ground; I raised my quivering arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky.

    Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Edna St. Vincent Millay: Selected Poems”, p.38, Library of America