A MIDSUMMER MADRIGAL

A MIDSUMMER MADRIGAL

AT the postern gate of DayStands Apollo, clad in light,Trilling forth a summons gayTo the wrinkled warder Night:"Ho! old laggard, what has kept?Dost not hear this challenge mine?Well I wot thy beard has diptIn the wassail's ruddy wine.Song and story, gibe and jest,With thy boon companions all;To the donjon of the WestNow betake thee, Seneschal.Ward and watch, and vigil keen,Still thy beacon fires confest,Blazing in the blue serene;Hie thee, warrior, to thy rest!"And in armor silver-dight,As becomes a knight to win,At the postern held by NightCrowned Apollo enters in.

AT the postern gate of DayStands Apollo, clad in light,Trilling forth a summons gayTo the wrinkled warder Night:"Ho! old laggard, what has kept?Dost not hear this challenge mine?Well I wot thy beard has diptIn the wassail's ruddy wine.Song and story, gibe and jest,With thy boon companions all;To the donjon of the WestNow betake thee, Seneschal.Ward and watch, and vigil keen,Still thy beacon fires confest,Blazing in the blue serene;Hie thee, warrior, to thy rest!"And in armor silver-dight,As becomes a knight to win,At the postern held by NightCrowned Apollo enters in.

AT the postern gate of DayStands Apollo, clad in light,Trilling forth a summons gayTo the wrinkled warder Night:

AT the postern gate of Day

Stands Apollo, clad in light,

Trilling forth a summons gay

To the wrinkled warder Night:

"Ho! old laggard, what has kept?Dost not hear this challenge mine?Well I wot thy beard has diptIn the wassail's ruddy wine.

"Ho! old laggard, what has kept?

Dost not hear this challenge mine?

Well I wot thy beard has dipt

In the wassail's ruddy wine.

Song and story, gibe and jest,With thy boon companions all;To the donjon of the WestNow betake thee, Seneschal.

Song and story, gibe and jest,

With thy boon companions all;

To the donjon of the West

Now betake thee, Seneschal.

Ward and watch, and vigil keen,Still thy beacon fires confest,Blazing in the blue serene;Hie thee, warrior, to thy rest!"

Ward and watch, and vigil keen,

Still thy beacon fires confest,

Blazing in the blue serene;

Hie thee, warrior, to thy rest!"

And in armor silver-dight,As becomes a knight to win,At the postern held by NightCrowned Apollo enters in.

And in armor silver-dight,

As becomes a knight to win,

At the postern held by Night

Crowned Apollo enters in.


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