Dawn

Ere yet the sun mounts to his lofty throne,Dark shadows and dim shapes seem all around;Come, watch them fade the while exulting dayWakes glorious through a silence vast, profound.

See, as the light comes, see the flickering shadesFaint and turn pale, then vanish quite away,While grows the splendor of rose-tinted dawn,Flooding the earth with the bright beams of day.

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Signs of the Times
February 13, 1937
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