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THE DAWN OF SUMMER.
High on the noiseless hill-side
This mild May morn I stand,
And look abroad with rapture
O'er all the enchanted land.
This mild May morn I stand,
And look abroad with rapture
O'er all the enchanted land.
Below, the broad blue river
In silent beauty flows;
Beyond, the tranquil uplands
In majesty repose.
In silent beauty flows;
Beyond, the tranquil uplands
In majesty repose.
A hum of sweet contentment
Is borne o'er vale and hill:
I feel the mighty heart-beat
Through all creation thrill.
Is borne o'er vale and hill:
I feel the mighty heart-beat
Through all creation thrill.
The All-Father's blue tent-curtains
Are tenderly unfurled;
A thin blue veil hangs over
The cradle of the world.
Are tenderly unfurled;
A thin blue veil hangs over
The cradle of the world.
The earth from wintry slumber
In grateful wonder wakes;
In myriad dreamy murmurs
The long, deep silence breaks.
In grateful wonder wakes;
In myriad dreamy murmurs
The long, deep silence breaks.
A quivering through the forest
Stirs the expectant hush,
As prelude to the chorus
Of praise that soon shall gush
Stirs the expectant hush,
As prelude to the chorus
Of praise that soon shall gush
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From woodland and from mountain,
From meadow, shore, and skies,
To hail the morning glory
That greets man's wondering eyes.
From meadow, shore, and skies,
To hail the morning glory
That greets man's wondering eyes.
The pearly gates are open;
God's angels, flying forth,
Prepare the coming kingdom
Of beauty on the earth.
God's angels, flying forth,
Prepare the coming kingdom
Of beauty on the earth.
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