One poem with this title grinds to a halt as "telephones crouch, getting ready to ring /
One nine-line poem of this sort exhorts "My lady sweet, arise: Arise, arise" and begins "Hark, Hark! The lark at heaven's gate sings." Cloten speaks that poem of this kind after summoning several musicians to play underneath Cymbeline's  window. One poem with this title grinds to a halt as "telephones crouch, getting ready to ring / In locked-up offices," soon before "postmen like doctors go from house to house." That poem with this name suggests that we fear "no sight, no  sound, no touch or taste or smell" despite religion, "that vast moth-eaten musical brocade / Created to pretend we never  die." Troubadours contrasted this type of poem, also called an alba, with a (*) serenade. This format lends its name to a poem whose speaker comprehends his mortality after waking to "soundless dark;" that poem opens "I work all day, and get half-drunk at night," and was written by Philip Larkin. For 10 points, name this poetic format that literally means "dawn song."
One nine-line poem of this sort exhorts "My lady sweet, arise: Arise, arise" and begins "Hark, Hark!
aubade [accept alba before mention]