It is a little dark still, but there are warnings of the day and somewhere out of the darkness a bird is singing to the Dawn.
— Paul Laurence Dunbar
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An angel, robed in spotless white,
Bent down and kissed the sleeping Night.
Night woke to blush; the sprite was gone.
Men saw the blush and called it Dawn.
Dawn (1895)
Slight was the thing I bought,
Small was the debt I thought,
Poor was the loan at best—
God! but the interest!
Because you love me I have much achieved,
Had you despised me then I must have failed,
But since I knew you trusted and believed,
I could not disappoint you and so prevailed.
You are sweet, O Love, dear Love,
You are soft as the nesting dove.
Come to my heart and bring it rest
As the bird flies home to its welcome nest.
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