Shimmering, glimmering, mystical Dawn, Herald art thou of the birth of the morn, Robed in thy gown bespangled with dew, Flushed is thy cheek with a deep crimson hue, Golden thy locks and blue is thine eye, Sweet are my thoughts when thy charms I descry. Gloom in my heart at thy coming takes wings, Joy sees thy smile and exultingly sings, Memory sleeps and dead is the past, Yester-year's hopes like an army are massed, Strengthened, I leap with a power new-born, Loosed from my doubts, I welcome thee, Dawn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HEMP (A VIRGINIA LEGEND) by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET I COULD TAKE by HAYDEN CARRUTH LET ME NOT LOSES MY DREAM by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LA RONDE DU DIABLE by AMY LOWELL SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: TOM MERRITT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS A LETTER TO A POLICEMAN IN KANSAS CITY by KENNETH PATCHEN |