Morning
Автор книги Paul Laurence Dunbar
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The mist has left the greening plain,
The dew-drops shine like fairy rain,
The coquette rose awakes again.
Her lovely self adorning.
The Wind is hiding in the trees,
A sighing, soothing, laughing tease,
Until the rose says Kiss me, please,
Tis morning, tis morning.
With staff in hand and careless-free,
The wanderer fares right jauntily,
For towns and houses are, thinks he,
For scorning, for scorning.
My soul is swift upon the wing,
And in its deeps a song I bring;
Come, Love, and we together sing,
Tis morning, tis morning.
