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LOVE'S MORNING HOURS AND EVENTIDE, by                    
First Line: When dawns the morn of love
Last Line: At close of day.
Subject(s): Hearts; Love


When dawns the morn of Love
In the blue sky above,
Rises the sun;
Birds sing a roundelay,
Flowers bloom along the way
Breathing of one.

Sweet are the morning hours
With dew upon the flowers
While Fairies play:
Love opens wide the door,
Passing the threshold o'er
Upon his way.

As rides the sun on high
Circling the dome of sky,
Shadows appear;
Advancing without sound,
Lengthen upon the ground
When night is near.

And when it sinks to rest,
E'en as birds seek their nest
Light fades away;
Where Love doth still abide,
Sweet is the eventide
At close of day.





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