When Morning Breaks.Where are the fears that came at night, That whispered danger and dispraise, That with a thousand vague dismays Our resolution put to flight?. Ah! then these aliens to the light, As seized upon by nameless fright, Depart without adieus, delays, When morning breaks! And what is life with bloom and blight, With contest over wrong and right? A night where fear the sceptre sways, A tyrant that prescribes and slays; But lo! he flees, a trembling wight, When morning breaks. ___Ida A. Ahlhorn.
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