Do you remember an Inn, My friend ? Do you remember an inn ? And the tedding and the spreading - O the straw of a bedding. and the fleas that tease in the mountain - And the wine that tasted of the tar ?

Cock-Crow

Out of the wood of thoughts that grows by night

To be cut down by the sharp axe of light ---

Out of the night, two cocks together crow,

Cleaving the darkness with a silver blow:

And bright before my eyes twin trumpeters stand,

Heralds of splendor, one at either hand.

Each facing each as in a coast of arms;

The milkers lace their boots up at the farms.