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/ Awake! the dawn is on the hills! / Behold, at her cool throat a rose, / Blue-eyed and beautiful she goes, / Leaving her steps in daffodils. -- / Awake! arise! and let me see / Thine eyes, whose deeps epitomize / All dawns that were or are to be, / O love, all Heaven in thine eyes! -- / Awake! arise! come down to me!
/ Behold! the dawn is up: behold! / How all the birds around her float, / Wild rills of music, note on note, / Spilling the air with mellow gold. -- / Arise! awake! and, drawing near, / Let me but hear thee and rejoice! / Thou, who keep'st captive, sweet and clear, / All song, O love, within thy voice! / Arise! awake! and let me hear!