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The gay motes that people the sunbeams.
The gay motes that people the sunbeams.
Failing yet gracious,
Slow pacing, soon homing,
A patriarch that strolls
Through the tents read more
Failing yet gracious,
Slow pacing, soon homing,
A patriarch that strolls
Through the tents of his children,
The sun as he journeys
His round on the lower
Ascents of the blue,
Washes the roofs
And the hillsides with clarity.
When the Sun
Clearest shineth
Serenest in the heaven,
Quickly are obscured
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When the Sun
Clearest shineth
Serenest in the heaven,
Quickly are obscured
All over the earth
Other stars.
Father of rosy day,
No more thy clouds of incense rise;
But waking flow'rs,
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Father of rosy day,
No more thy clouds of incense rise;
But waking flow'rs,
At morning hours,
Give out their sweets to meet thee in the skies.
The great duties of life are written with a sunbeam.
The great duties of life are written with a sunbeam.
Trees go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the read more
Trees go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two million miles a day, and through space heaven knows how fast and far!
Let others hail the rising sun:
I bow to that whose course is run.
Let others hail the rising sun:
I bow to that whose course is run.
Make hay while the sun shines.
Make hay while the sun shines.
