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 wo… - Thomas Bateson

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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.