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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MORNING SONG, by ANONYMOUS First Line: The dawning day is beaming Last Line: "forsake not, lord, thy chosen race!" Subject(s): Morning | |||
THE dawning day is beaming, The long night flies away, The gates of light are gleaming, Oped by the rosy ray. Thou beauteous light of earth, all hail! Let not thy cheering presence fail! Above all goodness dwelleth; Where, at the font of light, The angel-chorus swelleth, There it is ever bright! Though here in darksome vale we stray, 'Tis lighted by that glorious ray. Thy light and blessing sending From Thine own radiant side, While here our dark paths wending, Be Thou our guard and guide. Lift up the brightness of Thy face! Forsake not, Lord, Thy chosen race! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MORNING SONG by KARLE WILSON BAKER THE WHARF ON THAMES-SIDE: WINTER DAWN by LAURENCE BINYON POEM BEFORE BREAKFAST by TED KOOSER I'VE BEEN ASLEEP by PHILIP LEVINE SPRNG DAY: BREAKFAST TABLE by AMY LOWELL THE WAYSIDE STATION by EDWIN MUIR TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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