Poem by Alice Meynell

Song of the Night at Daybreak

All my stars forsake me.
And the dawn-winds shake me,
Where shall I betake me?

Whither shall I run
Till the set of sun,
Till the day be done?

To the mountain-mine,
To the boughs o' the pine,
To the blind man's eyne,

To a brow that is
Bowed upon the knees,
Sick with memories?

1. To Silence
2. Unlinked
3. Parentage
4. To Tintoretto in Venice
5. Free Will

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