A Song in the Night

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A Song in the Night

I Would I Were an Angel Strong

I would I were an angel strong,

An angel of the sun, hasting along!

I would I were just come awake,

A child outbursting from night’s dusky brake!

Or lark whose inward, upward fate

Mocks every wall that masks the heavenly gate!

Or hopeful cock whose clarion clear

Shrills ten times ere a film of dawn appear!

Or but a glowworm: even then

My light would come straight from the Light of Men!

I am a dead seed, dark and slow:

Father of larks and children, make me grow.