@3When the nightingale to his mate Sings day-long and night late My love and I keep state In bower, In flower, 'Till the watchman on the tower Cry: "Up! Thou rascal, Rise, I see the white Light And the night Flies."@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE LAND WHERE WE WERE DREAMING by DANIEL BEDINGER LUCAS THE HAYLOFT by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON CITY OF ORGIES by WALT WHITMAN THE PHILOSOPHIC FLIGHT by GIORDANO BRUNO GLIMPSES OF CHILDHOOD: 3. THE DOLLS' HOSPITAL by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON ALICE DU CLOS: OR THE FORKED TONGUE. A BALLAD by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |