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Robert Laurence Binyon - May Night
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Come, let us forth, and wander the rich, the murmuring night!
 The shy, blue dusk of summer trembles above the street;
 On either side uprising glimmer houses pale:
 But me the turbulent babble and voice of crowds delight;
 For me the wheels make music, the mingled cries are sweet;
 Motion and laughter call: we hear, we will not fail.

 For see, in secret vista, with soft, retiring stars,
 With clustered suns, that stare upon the throngs below,
 With pendent dazzling moons, that cast a noonday white,
 The full streets beckon: come, for toil has burst his bars,
 And idle eyes rejoice, and feet unhasting go.
 O let us out and wander the gay and golden night.
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