Alfred Noyes (Альфред Нойес)

Triolet

    Love, awake! Ah, let thine eyes
      Open, clouded with thy dreams.
    Now the shy sweet rosy skies,
      Love, awake. Ah, let thine eyes
    Dawn before the last star dies.
      O'er thy breast the rose-light gleams:
    Love, awake! Ah, let thine eyes
      Open, clouded with thy dreams.

1. Immortal Sails
2. Name Sakes
3. Art, the Herald
4. Moving through the Dew
5. The Trumpet Call

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