. The new day, a poem in songs and sonnets . THE sun rose swift and sent a golden gleamAcross the moving waters to the land;Then for a little while it seemed to standIn a clear place, midway twixt sea and cloud;Whence rising swift again it passed behindFull many a long and narrow cloud-wrought beamEncased in gold unearthly, that was minedFrom out the hollow caverns of the first revealed its face and next did shroud,While still the daylight grew, and joy therebyLit all the windy stretches of the sky: Until a shadow darkened from the eastAnd sprang upon the ocean like a beast. PART II
. The new day, a poem in songs and sonnets . THE sun rose swift and sent a golden gleamAcross the moving waters to the land;Then for a little while it seemed to standIn a clear place, midway twixt sea and cloud;Whence rising swift again it passed behindFull many a long and narrow cloud-wrought beamEncased in gold unearthly, that was minedFrom out the hollow caverns of the first revealed its face and next did shroud,While still the daylight grew, and joy therebyLit all the windy stretches of the sky: Until a shadow darkened from the eastAnd sprang upon the ocean like a beast. PART I. THERE was a field green and firagrant with grassand flowers, and flooded with sunUght, and theair above it throbbed with the songs of birds. Itwas yet morning when sudden darkness came, andfire followed lightning over its face, and the singingbirds fell dying upon the blackened grass. The thun-der and the flame passed, but it was still dark,—tilla ray of light touched the fields edge and grew, littleby little. Then I who listened heard—not thesongs of birds again, but the flutter of broken wings.
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