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WESTERN MORNING, by            
First Line: I saw a bloom one morn that could not stay
Last Line: In molten cadences of growing grain.


I saw a bloom one morn that could not stay;
The sea spread out a panoply of pearl;
I watched a wing of night departing, grey
And furtive, fold a thought of rest in furl.
A breathing dawn, in evanescent gauze,
Swept down upon the slowly waking fields,
A passing sweetness made no more of pause
Upon the senses than a vision yields.
The earth arose and laid her mists away,
The birds made greeting, each to every one,
A dewdrop showed its mirror to the day --
For on the rim of nothing stood the sun.
And in the air a heavenly sweet refrain
In molten cadences of growing grain.





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