William Blake
Beautiful Ghost / Introduction to Songs of Experience
[Verse 1]
Hear the voice of the bard
Who present past and future sees
Whose ears have heard
The holy word
That walk among the ancient trees

[Verse 2]
Calling the lapsed soul
And weeping in the evening dew
That might control
The starry pole
And fallen, fallen light renew

[Verse 3]
Oh Earth, Oh Earth return
Arise from out the dewy grass
Night is worn
And the morn
Rises from the slumberous mass

[Verse 4]
Turn away no more
Why wilt thou turn away?
The starry floor
The watery shore
Is given thee till the break of day
[Outro]
Till the break of day
Till the break of day
Till the break of day
Till the break of day