Jean Ingelow's 'One Morning, Oh! So Early' 🌅

One morning, oh! so early, my beloved, my beloved, <br />All the birds were singing blithely, as if never they would cease; <br />'Twas a thrush sang in my garden, 'Hear the story, hear the story!' <br />And the lark sang, 'Give us glory!' <br />And the dove said, 'Give us peace!' <br /> <br />Then I hearkened, oh! so early, my beloved, my beloved, <br />To that murmur from the woodland of the dove, my dear, the dove; <br />When the nightingale came after, 'Give us fame to sweeten duty!' <br />When the wren sang, 'Give us beauty!' <br />She made answer, 'Give us love!' <br /> <br />Sweet is spring, and sweet the morning, my beloved, my beloved; <br />Now for us doth spring, doth morning, wait upon the year's increase, <br />And my prayer goes up, 'Oh, give us, crowned in youth with marriage glory, <br />Give for all our life's dear story, <br />Give us love, and give us peace!'<br /><br />Jean Ingelow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-morning-oh-so-early/