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SONNET: 9, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Fair is the rising morn when o'er the sky
Last Line: Pour out the feelings of my burthened heart.
Subject(s): Creative Ability; Dawn; Happiness; Morning; Poetry & Poets; Sonnet (as Literary Form); Inspiration; Creativity; Sunrise; Joy; Delight

FAIR is the rising morn, when o'er the sky
The orient sun expands his roseate ray,
And lovely to the bard's enthusiast eye
Fades the meek radiance of departing day;
But fairer is the smile of one we love,
Than all the scenes in nature's ample sway,
And sweeter than the music of the grove,
The voice that bids us welcome. Such delight,
Edith! is mine; escaping to thy sight
From the hard durance of the empty throng.
Too swiftly then towards the silent night,
Ye hours of happiness! ye speed along;
Whilst I, from all the world's cold cares apart,
Pour out the feelings of my burthened heart.

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