Speak softly, Watchman of the night, but speak. Tempos of our times, the rhymes Arise again. Speak slowly, Watchman of the night, but speak. The halting, the mournful drone Loud, tuneless, out of time. Speak tiresome, Watchman of the night, but speak.
Mute monsters thrive, come alive.
Let alone, let be. Speak timid, Watchman of the night, but speak. Jade and opulent whispers And opals. Opals and jade. Speak brazen, Watchman of the night, but speak.