Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume V. Nature. 1904. | | | | II. Light: Day: Night | | Daybreak | | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882) |
| | | A WIND came up out of the sea, | |
| And said, “O mists, make room for me!” | |
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| It hailed the ships, and cried, “Sail on, | |
| Ye mariners, the night is gone!” | |
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| And hurried landward far away, | 5 |
| Crying, “Awake! it is the day!” | |
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| It said unto the forest, “Shout! | |
| Hang all your leafy banners out!” | |
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| It touched the wood-bird’s folded wing, | |
| And said, “O bird, awake and sing!” | 10 |
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| And o’er the farms, “O chanticleer, | |
| Your clarion blow; the day is near!” | |
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| It whispered to the fields of corn, | |
| “Bow down, and hail the coming morn!” | |
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| It shouted through the belfry-tower, | 15 |
| “Awake, O bell! proclaim the hour.” | |
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| It crossed the churchyard with a sigh, | |
| And said, “Not yet! in quiet lie.” | | | | |
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