Mask-face of old grief, death-mask, massive
Visage uttering Joy; Joy sputtering; glorious oracle!
Joy, red on tongue with wind on frozen forehead;
Mouth open, Joy just-spoken, grief just-broken;
Clarion throat eloquent, quenching cries; eyes
Wide, soul of Hallelujah, Ah,
Fury of song, and drum and gong; fury
For the color of flags snapping on broomsticks,
Screw it in chromium on motor-cars,
Put the medallion on money,
Let it shake huge and quiet in star-water.