Quotes about ploughman (4 Quotes)



    Aubade THE lark now leaves his wat'ry nest, And climbing shakes his dewy wings. He takes this window for the East, And to implore your light he sings Awake, awake the morn will never rise Till she can dress her beauty at your eyes. The merchant bows unto the seaman's star, The ploughman from the sun his season takes, But still the lover wonders what they are Who look for day before his mistress wakes. Awake, awake break thro' your veils of lawn Then draw your curtains, and begin the dawn.

    The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowering herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.




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