When Baby Woke

When weenty-teenty Baby woke,
It seemed all summer blossoms broke
In fragrant laughter — that the birds,
Instead of warbles, sang in words! —
Oh, it did seem to us (who, in
Our rapture, dappled cheek and chin
With our warm kisses) to invoke
Our love to break as morning broke! —
When wondrous Baby woke.

When our enraptured Baby woke, —
As when on violets sink and soak
The dewdrops of some glorious dawn, —
So seemed the eyes we gazed upon;
And when they smiled, we, bending lower,
Knew never sunlight any more
Would be as bright to us — and thus
Forever must they shine for us!
When Baby dewed her eyes and woke.
When Baby danced her eyes and woke —
The hearts within us, stroke on stroke,
Went throbbing like the pulse of some
High harmony harp-strings might thrum
In halls enchanted of the lore
Or Arthur's court in days of yore, —
To us she was " a princess fair " —
An " Elfin Queen " — " A ladye rare " —
And we but simple-minded folk —
When Baby woke, — when Baby woke.
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