Francis Ledwidge


Dawn


Quiet miles of golden sky,
And in my heart a sudden flower.
I want to clap my hands and cry
For Beauty in her secret bower.

Quiet golden miles of dawnó
Smiling all the East along ;
And in my heart nigh fully blown,
A little rose-bud of a song. 






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