Arise, My Love !

Arise, my Love !— my Ladye bright !1
The merrie lark is up !2
The sun hath kissed, with lip of light,3
The daisy’s silver cup.4
The dappled doe is out at play5
Upon the grassy hill6
The cushat weaves a tender lay7
Beside her favourite rill.8
All pretty things are moving now,9
Like dreams, in azure light,10
Yet none are half so fair as Thou !11
Arise—my Ladye bright !12