O Orient You Must To-Night Work Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

O Orient you must to-night work
Work what you should before arises
The coming of the Dawn day’s genesis:
Come close your eyes
Taste of the wine
Drink deep: for deep
The pitcher has cooled in the earth:
Come, close your eyes and
Sleep.
Ninny nanny, sing a ditty!
Come Orient close your eyes and
Taste of wine!
Put round your head the Bacchanalian ivy,
The green that sparkles so in the moon’s light!
O Orient!