Read XXI - The morning drum-call on my eager ear of Songs of Travel and other verses, free online book, by Robert Louis Stevenson, on ReadCentral.com.

   The morning drum-call on my eager ear
   Thrills unforgotten yet; the morning dew
   Lies yet undried along my field of noon.

   But now I pause at whiles in what I do,
   And count the bell, and tremble lest I hear
   (My work untrimmed) the sunset gun too soon.