Awake!—the starry midnight hour Hangs charmed, and pauseth in its flight; In its own sweetness sleeps the flower, And the doves lie hushed in deep delight. Awake! awake! Awake!—soft dews will soon rise Form daisy mead and thorny brake: Then, sweet, uncloud those eastern eyes, And like the tender morning break! Awake! awake! Dawn forth, my love, for love's sweet sake! Awake!—within the musk-rose bower I watch, pale flower of love, for thee. Ah, come! and show the starry hour What wealth of love thou hid'st from me! Awake! awake! Show all thy love, for love's sweet sake! Awake!—ne'er heed though listening night Steal music from thy silver voice; Uncloud thy beauty, rare and bright, And bid the world and me rejoice! Awake! awake! She comes at last, for love's sweet sake! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN EPITAPH ON M.H. by CHARLES COTTON THE DANCE OF THE SEVIN DEIDLY SYNNIS by WILLIAM DUNBAR THE MERRIMAC by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE VIELD PATH by WILLIAM BARNES PAULO POST ORDINATIONEM by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |