Morning
By Achsa White Sprague
See! Aurora's crimson beam
Wakes to lighten all the world:
See each tint in beauty gleam;
From his throne grim Night is hurled!
Now the sun with crown of light
Ushers in the glorious Day;
Clouds that hid the face of night,
Gleam like gold beneath his ray.
Thus may Knowledge ever be
Round our minds a halo bright;
Thus may we, delighted, see
Wisdom's rays disperse the night.
An early poem, composed during sickness.
Source Book
The Poet And Other Poems.
by Achsa White Sprague
Copyright 1864
Published by Boston: William White And Co.,
158 Washington Street.
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