<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=118675" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Morning</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I woke and heard the thrushes sing at dawn,—<br>A strangely blissful burst of melody,<br>A chant of rare, exultant certainty,<br>Fragrant, as springtime breaths, of wood and lawn.<br>Night's eastern curtains still were closely drawn;<br>No roseate flush predicted pomps to be,<br>Or spoke of morning loveliness to me,<br>But, for those happy birds, the night was gone!<br>Darkling they sang, nor guessed what care consumes<br>Man's questioning spirit; heedless of decay,<br>They sang of joy and dew-embalmèd blooms.<br>My doubts grew still, doubts seemed so poor while they,<br>Sweet worshipers of light, from leafy glooms<br>Poured forth transporting prophecies of day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Florence+Earle+Coates">Florence Earle Coates</a> from <i>Poems</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=118675" data-title="Morning de Florence Earle Coates" data-description="I woke and heard the thrushes sing at dawn,—/A strangely blissful burst of melody,/A chant of rare, exultant certainty,/Fragrant, as springtime breaths, of wood and lawn./Night's eastern curtains still were closely drawn;/No roseate flush predic..."></div> </div> </div>

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