 | The Poems of Robert Fergusson |  |
EPODE.
WHO's he that with imploring eyeSalutes the rosy dawning sky?
The cock proclaims the morn in vain,
His sp'rit to drive to its domain;
For morning light can but return
To bid the wretched wail and mourn:
Not the bright dawning's purple eye
Can cause the frightful vapours fly,
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Can bid surrounding fears begone;
The gloom of night will still preside,
While angry conscience stares on either side.
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