Parting

    While night shuts the eyes

    Of the household spies；

    That song announces dawn.

    She. No， night‘s bird and love’s

    Bids all true lovers rest，

    While his loud song reproves

    The murderous stealth of day.

    He. Daylight already flies

    From mountain crest¹ to crest.

    She. That light is from the moon.

    He. That bird …

    She. Let him sing on，

    I offer to love‘s play

    My dark declivities.