Let Beauty awake in the morn from beautiful dreams,
Beauty awake from rest.
Let Beauty awake
For Beauty's sake
In the hour when the birds awake in the brake
And the stars are bright in the west.
Let Beauty awake in the eve from the slumber of the day,
Awake in the crimson eve.
In the day's dusk end
When the shades ascend,
Let her wake to the kiss of a tender friend
To render again and receive.
- Robert Louis Stevenson