I had no Cause to be awake —
My Best — was gone to sleep —
And Morn a new politeness took —
And failed to wake them up —

But called the others — clear —
And passed their Curtains by —
Sweet Morning — when I oversleep —
Knock — Recollect — to Me —

I looked at Sunrise — Once —
And then I looked at Them —
And wishfulness in me arose —
For Circumstance the same —

‘Twas such an Ample Peace —
It could not hold a Sigh —
‘Twas Sabbath — with the Bells divorced —
‘Twas Sunset — all the Day —

So choosing but a Gown —
And taking but a Prayer —
The only Raiment I should need —
I struggled — and was There —

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