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THE WAKING.

Blackbird and thrush will sing
Me to my sleep in the dark.
I shall awake to the Spring,
To the voice of the linnet and lark.
There shall be dew a-glisten
And morning mist on the grass,
The sleepers shall turn and listen
To the feet of the Saints that pass.
They shall arise and be merry,
They shall be treading light;
They who lay down so weary
Sweet was their sleep all night.
Fine as the hyacinth showing,
Brave as the daffodil,
Rose and gold they are going
Over the heavenly hill.
Lover shall run to lover,
There will be kisses and cries;
Love, long parting is over!
Love, the light of your eyes!
I shall lie down in the dark,
I shall sleep sweet and long,
I shall wake up to the lark
And the thrush and the blackbird's song.