Before the Dawn
O silent hush before the dawn! When streams and brooks announce the sun;"He comes!" they babble to the stones, And waking flowers nod, "He comes".
He comes at break of trembling morn, A mighty spirit of the light,Glorious and infinite, And waning night proclaims, "He comes".
The Perfect Four
In the dark East appears a golden sea, And spreads across the heavens in its light;Dispels the gloomy phantoms of the night, And gives a glimpse of earth's divinity.
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