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IN the deepest nights of Winter	A
To the Muses kind oft cried I	B
Not a ray of morn is gleaming	C
Not a sign of daylight breaking	C
Bring then at the fitting moment	D
Bring the lamp's soft glimm'ring lustre	A
'Stead of Phoebus and Aurora	E
To enliven my still labours	F
Yet they left me in my slumbers	F
Dull and unrefreshing lying	C
And to each late waken'd morning	C
Follow'd days devoid of profit	G
	-
When at length return'd the spring time	H
To the nightingales thus spake I	B
Darling nightingales oh beat ye	I
Early early at my window	J
Wake me from the heavy slumber	A
That chains down the youth so strongly	I
Yet the love o'erflowing songsters	F
Their sweet melodies protracted	K
Through the night before my window	J
Kept awake my loving spirit	G
Rousing new and tender yearnings	F
In my newly waken'd bosom	L
And the night thus fleeted o'er me	I
And Aurora found me sleeping	C
Ay the sun could scarce arouse me	I
	-
Now at length is come the Summer	A
And the early fly so busy	I
Draws me from my pleasing slumbers	I
At the first born morning glimmer	A
Mercilessly then returns she	I
Though the half aroused one often	M
Scares her from him with impatience	I
And she lures her shameless sisters	I
So that from my weary eyelids	I
Kindly sleep ere long is driven	M
From my couch then boldly spring I	B
And I seek the darling Muses	I
in the beechen grove I find them	N
Full of pieasure to receive me	I
And to the tormenting insects	I
Owe I many a golden hour	A
Thus be ye unwelcome beings	I
Highly valued by the poet	G
As the flies my numbers tell of	O

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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