I charge Thee now, O God, if God indeed

I charge Thee now, O God, if God indeed
Thou art, and not an evil empty Dream!
Now when the Earth is strong and quick with seed,
Redeem Thy promise! with Thy life supreme
Fill those dear eyes, till they unclose and beam!
Think how my heart hath bled and still /loth bleed
Beneath Thy wrath, and listen while I plead
In darkness, — send Thy Light, a living stream,
Into the grave where all I love lies low! ...
Spring comes again, Thy world awakeneth,
May-time is near, the buds begin to blow,
Over all Nature flows a living breath, —
The Hills are loosen'd and the Waters flow, —
Melt then, O God, those icicles of DEATH!