Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Song. (From The Portuguese) - Poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
If thou art sleeping, maiden,
Awake, and open thy door:
'Tis the break of day, and we must away,
O'er meadow, and mount, and moor.
Wait not to find thy slippers,
But come with thy naked feet:
We shall have to pass through the dewy grass,
And waters wide and fleet.
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