Poem by William Blake

Daybreak

To find the Western path,
Right thro' the Gates of Wrath
I urge my way;
Sweet Mercy leads me on
With soft repentant moan:
I see the break of day.

The war of swords and spears,
Melted by dewy tears,
Exhales on high;
The Sun is freed from fears,
And with soft grateful tears
Ascends the sky.

1. Songs of Experience. Nurse's Song
2. A Divine Image
3. Songs of Experience. The Sick Rose
4. To the Accuser Who Is the God of This World
5. Eternity

Henry Longfellow Daybreak ("A wind came up out of the sea")

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