Analysis: Morning by Charles Stuart Calverley

My notes

The poet speaker is someone who is observing the morning. He may stand at a window, maybe in a kitchen, where he can observe what goes on outside and inside.
He can see the sleepy school boy and a kitchen worker Polly. The speaker calls to Polly to bring breakfast, so perhap the poet speaker has some authority over the kitchen or boy.
A frosty day begins in a panic.
The ploughman is already moving, knocking the ice off his face as he travels.
The early bird robin sits in a bare tree singing for handouts.
So it is very early spring when the frost still stings, the trees are still bare, and only the robins are around.
The farmer and early birds have started the day, but the schoolboy is still dopey/sleepy. His thumb is somehow occupied, in a childish habit?, and cannot be used for counting.
But once a hot breakfast is served, the boy will wake. So Polly, likely the maid, also up and busy, is instructed to quickly get the kettle on and make breakfast for the boy.

Cold weather: Snows, frost, ice, crisp lawn, bare branches
A sleepy boy whose education is at risk. (Light-hearted.)
Polly brings warmth: a busy bee to flower; a warm kettle; warm food in the belly. Polly will rescue the day from panic and cold; rescue the boy from his dullness.

The poem is light-hearted. A little whimsical.
The lines march quickly on like the ploughman across the field.
Does the pace of the poem match the urgency of morning?
The lines move from the cold dawn, across the field, inside the kitchen, past the sleepy boy, and demand a hot drink.

Phobus is the god of fear and panic (often of war). It appears that day is chasing night away and night is fleeing in panic through the gates. The day begins like a call to war.
Day also owns white horse compare to grey mares. It seems diminutive. Yet we do glimpse the queen of night through the gates and she is serene.
The serentity of night departs and the panic of morning begins.
Is the panic real, or playful exaggeration?
Is morning truly violent — or just dramatic?

Who hasn't wanted to stay snuggled under the blankets on a cold morning? Who hasn't had a slow start to the day or struggled to get the kids out the door on a snowy morning to make the school bus?
It is a very familiar human experience: cold panicked start of the day and the need of a hot drink to get going.