The Nightingale Leaveth For The Night

The nightingale leaveth for the night Its mantle dark to cast like a witch spell Now silence with love keepeth company And the hefty heart-throbs slowly thrill. Ah! love, Love why leave you for the night Your best presents, the best Season, Spring, The greenery of love in lush dark night full hid From curious or love’s eyes full properly: And now our nightingale unto her mate From her hidden foliage into the night calleth Tu-who-tu-whit-tu-whoo! The call recalls Like bounding echoes from the cataract Where silver bream jump swiftly out of stream And in again to life’s welcome oxygen: And in the night, this dark and wholesome night Our nightingale full calleth to her mate.