Early Rising

God bless the man who invented sleep
And bless him, also, that he didnt keep
His great discovery to himself, nor try
to make it - as the lucky fellow might -
A close monopoly by patent right!

Yes-bless the man who first invented sleep
But blast the man with curses loud and deep,
Whatever the rascal's name, age or station,
Who first invented and went around advising,
That artifical cut off - Early Rising!

"Rise with the lark, and with the lark to bed",
Observe a solemn, sentimental owl!
Just enquire about his rise and fall,
And whether larks have any beds at all!

To Night

I heard the trailing garments of the Night
Sweep through her marble halls.
I saw her sable skirts, all fringed with lingh
From the celestial walls.
I felt her presence, by its spell of might,
Stoop over me from above;
The calm, majestic presence of the Night,
As of the one I love.

I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight,
The manifold, soft chimes,
That fill the haunted chambers of the night,
Like some old poets rhymes.

Peace!Peace! I breathe this prayer.
Descend with broad winged flight,
The welcome, the thrice prayed for, the most fair,
The best beloved Night.

The Raindrop

There she fell,
I saw her up there, fighting her way,
through the barriers of sky, and she came down,
All the way to me!

An angel up above must've told her of me,
and she came down in search of me,
to see me laugh and smile!

I know the reason of her visit,
and embraced her with laughter,
with a song on my lips,
I caught her carefully in my palm.

And she sat their, listening to my song,
and sent a sparkle as sunshine touched her.

She laughed with me thus, as I beamed at her