Hark! Hark! The Lark by William Shakespeare

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Hark! Hark! The Lark

Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chalic'd flowers that lies;
And winking Mary-buds begin
To ope their golden eyes;
With everything that pretty is,
My lady sweet, arise:
Arise, arise!

William Shakespeare

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Hugh Dungey (2/5/2008 6:41:00 AM)
Although most copies of Shakespeare show the poem as written, the correct version is 'evrything that pretty bin', not 'is'. Otherwise it doesn't rhyme. My Shakespeare (Collins 1958) shows 'bin'.

Egal Bohen (11/9/2007 4:32:00 PM)
Chaliced flowers, Golden eyes
Language to the heavens fly
Thank you Will..

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