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First Line: When dawn strides out to wake a dewy farm
Last Line: In many a high and dreary sleeping place.
Alternate Author Name(s): Kilmer, Joyce
Subject(s): Clocks; Dawn; Time; Sunrise


When Dawn strides out to wake a dewy farm
Across green fields and yellow hills of hay
The little twittering birds laugh in his way
And poise triumphant on his shining arm.
He bears a sword of flame but not to harm
The wakened life that feels his quickening sway
And barnyard voiceske a wounded thing
That limps to cover from the angry chase,
He steals down streets where sickly arc-lights sing,
And wanly mock his young and shameful face;
And tiny gongs with cruel fervor ring
In many a high and dreary sleeping place.








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