The Day Is Now Dawning

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Title:     The Day Is Now Dawning
Author: George Pope Morris [More Titles by Morris]

William.

The day is now dawning, love,
Fled is the night--
I go like the morning, love,
Cheerful and bright.
Then adieu, dearest Ellen:
When evening is near,
I'll visit thy dwelling,
For true love is here.

Ellen.

Oh, come where the fountain, love,
Tranquilly flows;
Beneath the green mountain, love,
Seek for repose;
There the days of our childhood,
In love's golden beam,
'Mong the blue-bells and wildwood,
Passed on like a dream.

William.

Oh, linger awhile, love!

Ellen.

I must away.

William.

Oh, grant me thy smile, love,
'Tis Hope's cheering ray--
With evening expect me.

Ellen.

To the moment be true,
And may angels protect thee--

Both.

Sweet Ellen, adieu!
Dear William, adieu!

[The end]
George Pope Morris's poem: Day Is Now Dawning

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