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VII
PREMONITIONS
Auroral pulses; quiverings
Too faint to flush the pallid East;
Nor yet the stir of earliest wings;
But morn awakens, night has ceased.
Too faint to flush the pallid East;
Nor yet the stir of earliest wings;
But morn awakens, night has ceased.
Dreams and the phantoms of the dark
Troop earthwards; see, across the lawn
A light breath lifts the leaves, and hark!
The alleluias of the dawn.
Troop earthwards; see, across the lawn
A light breath lifts the leaves, and hark!
The alleluias of the dawn.
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