William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Restoration Verse. 1910.
The Mower to the Glow-wormsAndrew Marvell (16211678)
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The nightingale does sit so late,
And studying all the summer night,
Her matchless song does meditate;
No war nor prince’s funeral,
Shining unto no higher end
Than to presage the grass’s fall;
To wandering mowers shows the way,
That in the night have lost their aim,
And after foolish fires do stray;
Since Juliana here is come,
For she my mind hath so displaced,
That I shall never find my home.