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.

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2. The Two Songs
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4. The Fairy
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Henry Longfellow Daybreak ("A wind came up out of the sea")

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