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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.
The Library of the World’s Best Literature. An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

Sir William Davenant (1606–1668)

Morning Song

THE LARK now leaves his watery nest,

And climbing shakes his dewy wings:

He takes this window for the east;

And to implore your light, he sings.

Awake, awake! the morn will never rise,

Till she can dress her beauty at your eyes.

The merchant bows unto the seaman’s star,

The plowman from the sun his season takes,

But still the lover wonders what they are

Who look for day before his mistress wakes.

Awake, awake, break through your veils of lawn,

Then draw your curtains, and begin the dawn.