“Up! Thou rascal, Rise,

I see the white

Light

And the night

Flies.”

I

Compleynt of a gentleman who has been waiting outside for some time

O PLASMATOUR and true celestial light,

O

Lord powerful, engirdled all with might,

Give my good-fellow aid in fools’ despite

Who stirs not forth this night,

And day comes on.

“Sst! my good fellow, art awake or sleeping?

Sleep thou no more. I see the star upleaping

That hath the dawn in keeping,

And day comes on!

“Hi! Harry, hear me, for I sing aright

Sleep not thou now, I hear the bird in flight

That plaineth of the going of the night,

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