SISTER, awake! close not your eyes!
The day her light discloses,
And the bright morning doth arise
Out of her bed of roses.
See the clear sun, the world's bright eye,
In at our window peeping:
Lo, how he blusheth to espy
Us idle wenches sleeping!
Therefore awake! make haste, I say,
And let us, without staying,
All in our gowns of green so gay
Into the Park a-maying!
This is one of my favourite madrigals - so old and yet so modern all at once. The changing rhythms and phrase lengths in such a short piece give it the feel of a miniature dance suite. If you enjoy madrigals for girls' voices and don't know it, try it now. Enjoy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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