Dawnlight On The Sea

When I kneel down the dawn is only breaking;

Sleep fetters still the brown wings of the lark;

The wind blows pure and cool, for day is waking,

But stars are scattered still about the dark.

With open lattice, looking out and praying,

Ere yet the toil and trouble must be faced,

I see a silvery glimmer straying, straying,

To where the faint grey sky-line can be traced:

I see it slowly deepen, broaden, brighten,

With soft snow-fringes sweeping to the land;

The sheeny distance clear, and gleam, and whiten;

The cool cliff-shadows sharpen on the sand.

Some other sea the sunlight is adorning,

But mine is fair ‘neath waning stars and moon.

O friendly face!-O smile that comes at morning,

To shine through all the frowns that come at noon!

A beautiful wet opal-pale tints filling

A thousand shifting shallows-day at length.

The sweet, salt breeze, like richest wine, is thrilling

My drowsy heart and brain with life and strength.

I hear the voice of waters-strong waves dashing

Their white crests on the brown weed-sprinkled sod;

I hear the soft, continuous, measured plashing-

The pulse that vibrates from the heart of God,-

The long wash of the tide upon the shingle,

The rippling ebb of breakers on the shore,

Wherewith my prayers are fain to blend and mingle-

Whereto I set my dreams for evermore.

I hear the lap and swirl, I hear the thunder

In the dark grotto where the children play,-

Where walls to keep the sea and cave asunder,

And frail shell towers, were reared but yesterday.

The flood has filled my soul, and it is sweeping

My foolish stones and pebbles out to sea,

And floating in strange riches for my keeping,-

O friend! O God! I owe my best to Thee.

The best of every day, its peace and beauty,

From Thy mysterious treasure-house is drawn;

Thou teachest me the grace of life and duty,

When we two walk together in the dawn.

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• Sonnet 48: How careful was I, when I took my way by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 47: Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 46: Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 45: The other two, slight air and purging fire by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 44: If the dull substance of my flesh were thought by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 43: When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 42: That thou hast her, it is not all my grief by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 41: Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 40: Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 3: Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 39: O, how thy worth with manners may I sing by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 38: How can my Muse want subject to invent by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 37: As a decrepit father takes delight by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 36: Let me confess that we two must be twain by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 35: No more be grieved at that which thou hast done by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 34: Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 33: Full many a glorious morning have I seen by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 74: But be contented when that fell arrest by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 73: That time of year thou mayst in me behold by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 72: O, lest the world should task you to recite by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

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