Explore "The Angler's Reveille (of Birds and Flowers)" by Henry Van Dyke on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
What time the rose of dawn is laid across the lips of night, / And all the little watchman-stars have fallen asleep in light, / 'Tis then a merry wind awakes, and runs from tree to tree, / And borrows words from all the birds to sound the reveille.
This is the carol the Robin throws / Over the edge of the valley; / Listen how boldly it flows, / Sally on sally: / _Tirra-lirra, / Early morn, / New born!