Awake, my heart, to be loved, awake, awake! The darkness silvers away, the morn doth break, It leaps in the sky.

When first we met we did not guess That Love would prove so hard a master.

Awake! the land is scattered with light, and see, Uncanopied sleep is flying from field and tree.

And Reason kens he herits in A haunted house. Tenants unknown Assert their squalid lease of sin With earlier title than his own.

Awake! the land is scattered with light, and see, Uncanopied sleep is flying from field and tree.

For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the ligh…

For see, the dapple-grey coursers of the morn Beat up the light with their bright silver hoofs, And chase it through the sky.