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First Line: With silent awe I hail the sacred morn
Last Line: So smiled that day when the first morn arose!
Subject(s): Sabbath; Worship; Sunday


WITH silent awe I hail the sacred morn,
That slowly wakes while all the fields are still!
Soothing calm on every breeze is borne;
A graver murmur gurgles from the rill;
And echo answers softer from the hill;
And sweeter sings the linnet from the thorn:
The skylark warbles in a tone less shrill.
Hail, light serene! hail, sacred Sabbath morn!
The rooks float silent by in airy drove;
The sun a placid yellow lustre throws;
The gales that lately sighed along the grove
Have hushed their downy wings in dead repose
The hovering rack of clouds forgets to move, --
So smiled that day when the first morn arose!




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