The lark now leaves his wat'ry nest, And, climbing, shakes his dewy wings; He takes this window for the east; And to implore your light, he sings: "Awake, awake! the morn will never rise, Till she can dress her beauty at your eyes.
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Ask urgently for light (shining from the young lady, I suppose) .
— Mister Micawber
Ask urgently for light (shining from the young lady, I suppose) .
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