William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

Aubade - Poem by William Shakespeare

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!

Comments about Aubade by William Shakespeare

  • (5/28/2018 6:58:00 PM)

    can somone explain this poem (Report) Reply

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  • (5/26/2018 10:22:00 AM)

    This poem is so good (Report) Reply

  • Sylvaonyema Uba (4/11/2018 5:50:00 AM)

    My lady is sweet, arise.

    NIcely written and well communicated with
    Excellent use of rhyme scheme.

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  • (12/11/2017 5:53:00 AM)

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  • Joshua Adeyemi (4/11/2017 12:08:00 PM)

    Descriptive.....Arise, arise! ..... Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Indira Renganathan (11/14/2016 7:45:00 AM)

    excellent aubade.. a very catchy beautiful nature poem- 10 (Report) Reply

  • Fabrizio Frosini (3/30/2016 3:13:00 AM)

    the word Aubade comes from French 'albade', that is the feminine form of the Latin word 'albus' (alba) = dawn, and it refers to a song or instrumental composition concerning daybreak.
    [from Wikipedia: ]
    An aubade is a morning love song (as opposed to a serenade, which is in the evening) , or a song or poem about lovers separating at dawn.
    It has also been defined as ''a song or instrumental composition concerning, accompanying, or evoking daybreak''.
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  • Terry Craddock (12/15/2015 6:43:00 AM)

    'HARK! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, '

    If I arrived at heaven's gate and had a choice, I would love to hear the dawn chorus which greeted pioneers in New Zealand in the bush every morning, history records the amazing sound of hosts of native birds as superior to or similar to great classical orchestra pieces played by the greatest, yet introduced predators like rats, stoats, cats, dogs, etc have killed off most of the birds and 1080 poison drops to kill possums killing native trees kill even more birds, thus the dawn chorus enters myth legend as a sadly golden age we cannot regain; it would take a miracle to hear and what poet or musician of passion would not desire the chance to hear the infamous lost dawn chorus of New Zealand past.
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  • (11/17/2015 8:50:00 PM)

    ....wonderful dialogue ★ (Report) Reply

  • Seema Jayaraman (9/10/2015 6:58:00 AM)

    Chaliced flowers! ! ! whew.. (Report) Reply

  • (5/20/2014 1:38:00 AM)

    He steeds to water at those springs.....marvelous poem from the greatest of poets. (Report) Reply

  • Brian Jani (4/26/2014 4:39:00 AM)

    Awesome I like this poem, check mine out (Report) Reply

  • 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
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  • (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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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003

Poem Edited: Monday, March 24, 2014

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