Robert Louis Stevenson

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 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!