DAWN

DAWN

WITH folded wings of dusky lightUpon the purple hills she stands,An angel between day and night,With tinted shadows in her hands—Till suddenly transfigured there,With all her dazzling plumes unfurled,She climbs the crimson-flooded air,And flies in glory o'er the world.

WITH folded wings of dusky lightUpon the purple hills she stands,An angel between day and night,With tinted shadows in her hands—Till suddenly transfigured there,With all her dazzling plumes unfurled,She climbs the crimson-flooded air,And flies in glory o'er the world.

WITH folded wings of dusky lightUpon the purple hills she stands,An angel between day and night,With tinted shadows in her hands—

WITH folded wings of dusky light

Upon the purple hills she stands,

An angel between day and night,

With tinted shadows in her hands—

Till suddenly transfigured there,With all her dazzling plumes unfurled,She climbs the crimson-flooded air,And flies in glory o'er the world.

Till suddenly transfigured there,

With all her dazzling plumes unfurled,

She climbs the crimson-flooded air,

And flies in glory o'er the world.

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