Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume V. Nature. 1904. | | | | II. Light: Day: Night | | Morning Song | | Joanna Baillie (1762–1851) |
| | | UP! quit thy bower! late wears the hour, | |
| Long have the rooks cawed round the tower; | |
| O’er flower and tree loud hums the bee, | |
| And the wild kid sports merrily. | |
| The sun is bright, the sky is clear; | 5 |
| Wake, lady, wake! and hasten here. | |
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| Up, maiden fair! and bind thy hair, | |
| And rouse thee in the breezy air! | |
| The lulling stream that soothed thy dream | |
| Is dancing in the sunny beam. | 10 |
| Waste not these hours, so fresh, so gay: | |
| Leave thy soft couch and haste away! | |
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| Up! Time will tell the morning bell | |
| Its service-sound has chimèd well; | |
| The aged crone keeps house alone, | 15 |
| The reapers to the fields are gone. | |
| Lose not these hours, so cool, so gay: | |
| Lo! while thou sleep’st they haste away! | | | | |
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