
A lover asks whether his beloved is asleep or awake as dawn brings roaming deer and singing birds. He compares Chloris's presence to sunlight dispelling darkness: separation leaves him desolate, while seeing her restores his joy.
By Robert Burns · Genre: Love Poetry, Lyric Poetry · 255 words
Tune-"Deil tak the wars."
Sleep'st thou, or wak'st thou, fairest creature? / Rosy morn now lifts his eye, / Numbering ilka bud which Nature / Waters wi' the tears o' joy. / Now, to the streaming fountain, / Or up the heathy mountain, / The hart, hind, and roe, freely, wildly-wanton stray; / In twining hazel bowers, / Its lay the linnet pours, / The laverock to the sky / Ascends, wi' sangs o' joy, / While the sun and thou arise to bless the day.
dawn · love · separation · birdsong
The Lover's Morning Salute to his Mistress is listed on Textopian as a poem by Robert Burns, dated Date unknown.
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