Poetry Explorer


Classic and Contemporary Poetry


FOR LOVE'S SWEET SAKE by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER

First Line: AWAKE! - THE STARRY MIDNIGHT HOUR
Last Line: SHE COMES AT LAST, FOR LOVE'S SWEET SAKE!
Subject(s): LOVE;

Awake!—the starry midnight hour
Hangs charmed, and pauseth in its flight;
In its own sweetness sleeps the flower,
And the doves lie hushed in deep delight.
Awake! awake!

Awake!—soft dews will soon rise
Form daisy mead and thorny brake:
Then, sweet, uncloud those eastern eyes,
And like the tender morning break!
Awake! awake!
Dawn forth, my love, for love's sweet sake!

Awake!—within the musk-rose bower
I watch, pale flower of love, for thee.
Ah, come! and show the starry hour
What wealth of love thou hid'st from me!
Awake! awake!
Show all thy love, for love's sweet sake!

Awake!—ne'er heed though listening night
Steal music from thy silver voice;
Uncloud thy beauty, rare and bright,
And bid the world and me rejoice!
Awake! awake!
She comes at last, for love's sweet sake!





Home: PoetryExplorer.net