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Song Of The Night At Daybreak Post by :SmartStartup Category :Poems Author :Alice Meynell Date :June 2011 Read :2922

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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.

(The end)
Alice Meynell's poem: Song Of The Night At Daybreak

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