Awake! Awake! from out the night mount higher And higher on prancing feet bring Phoebus' steeds. The mist-maids flee, and shrill and clear the reeds Of Pan pipe out and call the fairy choir That leaped, and thrilled, and danced in chaste desire, Kindled beneath Diana's maiden reign, But now desert their glistening webs, nor deign To sport their grace before a wanton fire. The fairy folk now flee before the dawn, While feathered sprites their warbled carol sing, And warily beside the lick the fawn Poises to hark. Now through all life there thrills A lilting note; and soft, caressing Spring Entices man to golden-fringed hills! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WRAITH by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY INDEPENDENCE DAY by ROYALL TYLER THE CLOAK, THE BOAT, AND THE SHOES by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS TO CHILDREN: 1. FAIRY SONG by WILLIAM ROSE BENET SONNETS FOR NEW YORK CITY: 2. A POLITICAL 'BOSS' by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH |