O plasmatour and true celestial light, Lord powerful, engirdled all with might, Give my good-fellow aid in fools' despite Who stirs not forth this night, And day comes on. "Sst! my good fellow, art awake or sleeping? Sleep thou no more. I see the star upleaping That hath the dawn in keeping, And day comes on! Hi! Harry, hear me, for I sing aright Sleep not thou now, I hear the bird in flight That plaineth of the going of the night, And day comes on! Come now! Old swenkin! Rise up from thy bed, I see the signs upon the welkin spread, If thou come not, the cost be on thy head. And day comes on! And here I am since going down of sun, And pray to God that is St. Mary's son, To bring thee safe back, my companion. And day comes on. And thou out here beneath the porch of stone Badest me to see that a good watch was done, And now thou'lt none of me, and wilt have none Of song of mine." @3(Bass voice from inside@1.) "Wait, my good fellow. For such joy I take With her venust and noblest to my make To hold embraced, and will not her forsake For yammer of the cuckold, Though day break." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EXECUTION OF MONTROSE by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN WHAT I LIVE FOR by GEORGE LINNAEUS BANKS OFF BARNEGAT by ETHEL LYNN BEERS A SONG OF DAWN AT DUSK by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE CONVERSION by RALPH WILHELM BERGENGREN |