And the bees and the birds are at rest.
Lady Bird! Lady Bird! fly away home—
The glow-worm is lighting her lamp,
The dew's tailing fast, and your fine speckled wings
Will flag with the close-clinging damp.
Lady Bird! Lady Bird! fly away home—
Good luck if you reach it at last:
The owl's come abroad, and the bat's on the roam,
Sharp set from their Ramazan fast.
Lady Bird! Lady Bird! fly away home—