Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, LIGHT, by PEMBERTON GINTHER


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LIGHT, by                    
First Line: God made the merry morning
Last Line: For madness that will match the crash of growing worlds!
Subject(s): God; Laughter; Light; Morning


God made the merry morning.
It comes, sure-footed, at the zero hour
To drag spent hope from the pit's brink.
A comrade, the morning, that will not quail
Nor halt. Laughter is on its lips, its eyes
Are full of triumph, and warm blood flows
From its quick heart into the pulse
That's beating slow from dread.

Here is the sun! What! did we shudder
At our mad acts? In the bright dawn
We know them as they are -- another rung
In the frail ladder that goes up and up.
Stripped of night's pallor, they show strong
And sound . . . only a fool is cautious.
Come, here's a day for towering hopes,
For madness that will match the crash of growing worlds!





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