Monday Night Poetry: April 25

chellebee53

Hark, hark! the lark at heaven’s gate sings
(from Cymbeline)

Hark, hark! the lark at heaven’s gate sings, 

And Phoebus ‘gins arise, 

His steeds to water at those springs 

On chaliced flowers that lies; 

And winking Mary-buds begin 

To ope their golden eyes: 

With every thing that pretty is, 

My lady sweet, arise: 

Arise, arise.

William Shakespeare

born this week in 1564

Published by chellebee53

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