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06. Dec 2007

Dawn Song

     While the earth is dark and grey	
     How I laugh within. I know	
     In my breast what ardours gay	
     From the morning overflow.	
     Though the cheek be white and wet	        
     In my heart no fear may fall:	
     There my chieftain leads and yet	
     Ancient battle trumpets call.	
     Bend on me no hasty frown	
     If my spirit slight your cares:	        
     Sunlike still my joy looks down	
     Changing tears to beamy airs.	
     Think me not of fickle heart	
     If with joy my bosom swells	
     Though your ways from mine depart,	        
     In the true are no farewells.	
     What I love in you I find	
     Everywhere. A friend I greet	
     In each flower and tree and wind--	
     Oh, but life is sweet, is sweet!	        
     What to you are bolts and bars	
     Are to me the arms that guide	
     To the freedom of the stars,	
     Where my golden kinsmen bide.	
     From my mountain top I view:	        
     Twilight’s purple flower is gone,	
     And I send my song to you	
     On the level light of dawn.

     George William Russell (1867-1935)