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LINES WRITTEN AT SUN-RISE. 

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Now o'er the slumbering world the daylight breaks,
 And morn again leads on the brighter day,
And now the glorious sun in golden streaks
 Paints the blue vault of the ethereal sky.

Now from th' horizon's boundaries he comes,
 Gathering fresh lustre as he mounts on high,
And now, how bright and fair creation blooms,
 Deck'd with the brilliant diamonds of the sky!