Matins.

—William H. Burleigh.

FOR the dear love that kept us through the night,
And gave our senses to sleep’s gentle sway,—
For the new miracle of dawning light
Flushing the east with prophecies of day.
We thank thee, O our God!

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The Watcher On The Tower.

—Charles Mackay.

Day Breaks.

TRAVELER.

WHAT dost thou see, lone watcher on the tower
Is the day breaking? Comes the wished-for hour?
Tell us the signs, and stretch abroad thy hand,
If the bright morning dawns upon the land.

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Eothen.

—Frederick G. Scott.

 

THE immortal spirit hath no bars

To circumscribe its dwelling-place;

My soul hath pastured with the stars

Upon the meadow-lands of space.

 

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