AWAKE, ye sleepers! My @3first@1 hath sung his loud reveille, And wakened through the glistening dale The early reapers. Why will ye linger? Is it no @3second@1 that ye hear The morning hymn, so glad and clear, Of that wise singer? Come forth, nor tarry! And track the busy-wingèd bee, Who from my @3whole@1 right joyously Sweet spoil doth carry. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOHN BARLEYCORN by ROBERT BURNS AT THE CLOSED GATE OF JUSTICE by JAMES DAVID CORROTHERS MOLLY PITCHER [JUNE 28, 1778] by LAURA ELIZABETH HOWE RICHARDS FROST-WORK by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |