Pieces of Eight
(A Garden Series)
SUNRISE
I'M in your secret Day, to-day,
I watched your morning break:
The cloud-buds bloomed to rose from grey
I heard the birds awake.
Now, through your noon-tide's molten gold,
Your evening shadows pearly,
I share with you the secret told
This morning, O! so early.
IN AND OUT
Out of doors it's very early;
In the house the gloom is great,
Out of doors the light is pearly.
Curtained windows, silent floors,
Shuttered house, with darkness in it;
Song and sweetness out of doors,
Roses, sunrise, and a linnet.
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