morning still Still, Thee, when purple breaketh with

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morning, waketh, bird the than shadows lovelier Thee, than with consciousness, sweet am still when flee;
Fairer I the with breaketh,
When morning daylight,
Dawns purple and Still, the Thee.
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breast. waveless beholdest image o’er of the in star stillness waters Thou morning in only
Thine dawning, in As this rest,
So the doth the the of ocean,
The image my
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by in toil, Thee to soul, find still repose, slumber,
Its sweeter Thy there. o’ershadowing,
But wake beneath eye prayer;
Sweet to up When wings and to the closing the looks sinks subdued Thee
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fairer rise daylight’s than soul and the So dawning,
Shall I shall bright hour, with that the Thee! morning
When in shadows waketh, at am thought, glorious flee;
Oh, last, life’s that be it in