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The sunrise wakes the lark to sing, / The moonrise wakes the nightingale. / Come darkness, moonrise, every thing / That is so silent, sweet, and pale: / Come, so ye wake the nightingale.
Make haste to mount, thou wistful moon, / Make haste to wake the nightingale: / Let silence set the world in tune / To hearken to that wordless tale / Which warbles from the nightingale
O herald skylark, stay thy flight / One moment, for a nightingale / Floods us with sorrow and delight. / To-morrow thou shalt hoist the sail; / Leave us to-night the nightingale.