 | Poems and Songs by E. H. B. [i.e. E. H. Bickersteth] |  |
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IMPROMPTU
TO THE NIGHTINGALE.
Songstress of the woodland glade!
Seeking silence and the shade;
Haunting night with thine unrest,
Hushing the bright day to rest—
Come to me.
Seeking silence and the shade;
Haunting night with thine unrest,
Hushing the bright day to rest—
Come to me.
Melancholy night-bird stay,
Charm my worldly thoughts away;
Wake my lyre! while thou dost sing,
Heavenly music round me fling—
Come to me.
Charm my worldly thoughts away;
Wake my lyre! while thou dost sing,
Heavenly music round me fling—
Come to me.
Come to me when stars are shining,
When the moon high Heaven is climbing,
When the dewdrops kiss the flowers,
Clust'ring in the silent bowers—
Come to me.
When the moon high Heaven is climbing,
When the dewdrops kiss the flowers,
Clust'ring in the silent bowers—
Come to me.
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Come to me when earth is sleeping—
Angels then their watch are keeping;
When my heart is sad and lowly,
Come, sweet night-bird, pure and holy—
Come to me.
Angels then their watch are keeping;
When my heart is sad and lowly,
Come, sweet night-bird, pure and holy—
Come to me.
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