August 24, 2011
—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!
… Who takes no private road, but looks through nature up to nature's God.—Pope.
August 2, 2011 Leave a comment
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.