Beloved it is morn! A redder berry on the thorn, A deeper yellow in the corn, For this good day new-born. Pray, Sweet, for me That I may be Faithful to God and thee. Beloved, it is day! And lovers work, as children play, With heart and brain untired alway: Dear love, look up and pray. Pray, Sweet, for me That I may be Faithful to God and thee. Beloved, it is night! Thy heart and mine are full of light, Thy spirit shineth clear and white, God keep thee in His sight! Pray, Sweet, for me That I may be Faithful to God and thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BENNINGTON by WILLIAM HENRY BABCOCK THE FOOD OF THE SOUL by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE CHANGES by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON MADRIGAL by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON HINTS FROM HORACE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |