The dawn is a-dawing, and the night is a-darn;
The owl is a-purring, and the night is a-farn.
The stars are a-dancing, and the moon is a-laugh;
For the morn is a-marching and the night is a-path.

Now the sun is a-swinging, and the world is a-cheer,
The sky is a-singing with the birds drawing near;
For the wind is a-whispering and the dew is a-cool;
And the Nature is playing by the riverside pool.

• Rudyard Kipling