[Written for the Sentinel]

Dawn

Out of darkness and of dreamlandWhere the weary seek repose,Breaks the dawn with tints of azure,O'er earth's tangled web of woes.

Burning heat of mad ambition,Bitter griefs, tasks left undone,With a sense of disappointmentAs we toil from sun to sun,—

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