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TO A LADY PLAYING AND SINGING IN THE MORNING, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: Joyful lady, sing!
Last Line: My idled morn may comfort me!


JOYFUL lady, sing!
And I will lurk here listening,
Though nought be done, and nought begun,
And work-hours swift are scurrying.

Sing, O lady, still!
Aye, I will wait each note you trill,
Though duties due that press to do
This whole day long I unfulfil.

"-- It is an evening tune;
One not designed to waste the noon,"
You say. I know: time bids me go --
For daytide passes too, too soon!

But let indulgence be,
This once, to my rash ecstasy:
When sounds nowhere that carolled air
My idled morn may comfort me!





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