| Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922. | | | | Awake, my heart, to be loved | | By Robert Bridges (18441930) |
| | | AWAKE, my heart, to be loved, awake, awake! | |
| The darkness silvers away, the morn doth break, | |
| It leaps in the sky: unrisen lustres slake | |
| The oertaken moon. Awake, O heart, awake! | |
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| She too that loveth awaketh and hopes for thee; | 5 |
| Her eyes already have sped the shades that flee, | |
| Already they watch the path thy feet shall take: | |
| Awake, O heart, to be loved, awake, awake! | |
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| And if thou tarry from her,if this could be, | |
| She cometh herself, O heart, to be loved, to thee; | 10 |
| For thee would unashamèd herself forsake: | |
| Awake to be loved, my heart, awake, awake! | |
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| Awake, the land is scattered with light, and see, | |
| Uncanopied sleep is flying from field and tree: | |
| And blossoming boughs of April in laughter shake; | 15 |
| Awake, O heart, to be loved, awake, awake! | |
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| Lo all things wake and tarry and look for thee: | |
| She looketh and saith, O sun, now bring him to me. | |
| Come more adored, O adored, for his comings sake, | |
| And awake my heart to be loved: awake, awake! | 20 | | | |
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