Alfred, Lord Tennyson on Morning
1809–1892 England
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Morn in the white wake of the morning star
Came furrowing all the orient into gold.
The Princess (1847)
Rise, happy morn, rise, holy morn,
Draw forth the cheerful day from night;
O Father, touch the east, and light
The light that shone when Hope was born.
In Memoriam A.H.H (1849)
Thy cheek begins to redden thro' the gloom,
Thy sweet eyes brighten slowly close to mine,
Ere yet they blind the stars, and the wild team
Which love thee, yearning for thy yoke, arise,
And shake the darkness from their loosen'd manes,
And beat the twilight into flakes of fire.
Tithonus (1860)