Wednesday, October 4, 2017

Light After Night

Mary Elliot interprets the moral cheer of recurring dawn in these musical lines:

Dawn of the red, red sun in a bleak, aban-
doned sky
That the moon has lately left and the stars
are fast forsaking--
The day is drawing the cloudy lids from his 
bloodshot eye,
And the world impatient stirs -- a tired old
sleeper, waking.

O most unwearying prophet, ever-returning
Thou giv'st new life to a world grown old,
and marred in making;
With ever an old faith lost, and ever a
pang new-born,
But ever a new, new hope to hearts that 
were well-nigh breaking. 

The Metropolitan. 1834

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