Morning : ( 1 ) : Morning Melody : ( 2 ) : Lucretia Maria Davidson : : Morning Poems : :

* Morning : : By Lucretia Maria Davidson ( 1808 – 1825 ) : : : : I come in the breath of the wakened breeze,I kiss the flowers, and I bend the trees;And I shake the dew, which hath fallen by night,From its throne, on the lily’s pure bosom of white.Awake thee, when brightContinue reading “Morning : ( 1 ) : Morning Melody : ( 2 ) : Lucretia Maria Davidson : : Morning Poems : :”

Morning : Henry Reed : : Morning Poems : :

Reed, Henry. “Morning.” Listener 32, no. 811 (27 July 1944): 96. MORNING Look, my love, on the wall, and here, at this Eastern picture.How still its scene, and neither of sleep nor waking:No shadow falls from the tree or the golden mountain,The boats on the glassy lake have no reflection,No echo would come if youContinue reading “Morning : Henry Reed : : Morning Poems : :”

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