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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 glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun,
Is Nature's eye.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun,
Is Nature's eye.
Out of the solar walk and Heaven's highway.
Out of the solar walk and Heaven's highway.
The gay motes that people the sunbeams.
The gay motes that people the sunbeams.
Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the
morning.
Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the
morning.
She stood breast-high amid the corn,
Clasp'd by the golden light of morn,
Like the sweetheart of read more
She stood breast-high amid the corn,
Clasp'd by the golden light of morn,
Like the sweetheart of the sun,
Who many a glowing kiss had won.
High in his chariot glow'd the lamp of day.
High in his chariot glow'd the lamp of day.
The great duties of life are written with a sunbeam.
The great duties of life are written with a sunbeam.
