Poem by Arthur Henry Adams

Dawn

Far in the Eastern passage-way a sudden light;
The stone that blocked the sepulchre is backward rolled;
And down into the foetid, stifling vault of Night
The naked corpse of Dawn is lowered, grey and cold.

1. To My Love
2. King Street
3. The Garden of the Sea
4. Antagonists
5. My Land

Emily Dickinson Dawn ("When night is almost done")

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