I hear a twittering of birds, <br />And now they burst in song. <br />How sweet, although it wants the words! <br />It shall not want them long, <br />For I will set some to the note <br />Which bubbles from the thrush's throat. <br /> <br />O jewelled night, that reign'st on high, <br />Where is thy crescent moon? <br />Thy stars have faded from the sky, <br />The sun is coming soon. <br />The summer night is passed away, <br />Sing welcome to the summer day.<br /><br />Robert Fuller Murray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dawn-song/
