Aubade by William Shakespeare

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Aubade

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 everything that pretty bin,
   My lady sweet, arise!
   Arise, arise!

William Shakespeare

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Egal Bohen (2/28/2008 5:32:00 PM)
Marsh marigolds at sunrise spring
From Stratford's marshes green
Here Shakespeare beauty doth compare
With larks that sweetness sing

David Zvekic (6/17/2005 12:22:00 AM)
Phoebus is Apollo the sungod. This poem describes the sunlight striking a pond or
lake, flower buds opening. I'm not certain what the lark at heaven's gate refers to.
But since birds sing in the morning, I suppose the lark at heaven's gate also does.

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