On the hallowed winter solstice rejoice
Sun shall rise like a shrunken potentateDisappear away so soon to night like regret
Yet the war is over but for the reparation
And with their bluestone heels to the east
See light walk upon the Stonehenge monoliths
And so is wound the great clock of antiquity
And the king now renewed begins to ascend
Ready for summer among his beloved Sarsens
