Good Morning

Why, there's the morning and get-up-o'clock!

The dream-dewed freshness and the keen delight-

Do you remember? There-those ashes were

Our fire last night; the sun is laughing at them.

Look in the valley where we passed before-

You see-that little winding of the road?

The selfsame, big, important yesterday

That seemed so steep and threatening a hill!

Come, let us bathe and break the fast and start!