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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Morning</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">GRAY-VESTED Dawn, with flameless, tranquil eye,<br>Cool hands, and dewy lips, is in the sky,<br>A sober nun, with starry rosary.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">With eyes downcast and with uplifted palm,<br>She seems to whisper now her silent psalm;<br>Beneath her gaze the sleeping earth is calm.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Her prayer is ended, and she riseth slow,<br>And o'er the hills she quietly doth go,<br>Noiseless and gentle as the midnight snow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then suddenly the pale-east blushes red,<br>The flowers to see upraise a sleepy head,<br>The rosy colors deepen, grow, and spread.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A cool breeze whispers: 'She is coming now!'<br>And then the radiant colors burn and glow,<br>The white cast blushes over cheek and brow,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And glorious on the hills the Morning stands,<br>Her saffron hair back-blown from rosy bands,<br>And light and joy and fragrance in her hands.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Her foot has touched the hill-tops, and they shine;<br>She comes,— the willow rustles and the pine;<br>She smiles upon the fields a smile divine,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And all the earth smiles back; from mount to vale,<br>From oak to shuddering grass, from glen to dale,<br>Wet fields and flowers and glistening brooks cry 'Hail!'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Emma+Lazarus">Emma Lazarus</a></strong></div>

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