Excerpt from The Fall and Rise of Cushan: And Other Poems

The Fall and Rise of Cushan and Other Poems

Daybreak

'Tis dark, but streaks of the fair morning's light,
Rift the shadows that reigned o'er the realms of night.
The sable-browed queen descends from her throne,
With her glittering train, and now hastes to be gone.
A rustle creeps through the oak and the fir,
A chirp sets the reeds and rushes astir.
The glad day is breaking, the orient glows
With a thousand rich tintings of amber and rose.
The last truant star now fades on our sight,
The cricket, the piper, that cheered the lone night
Creeps away to this nest, the drowsy cuckoo
Shakes from his pinions bright drops of dew,
Robin awakes with a song in his throat,
The lark to his mate trills his musical notes.
The herds awake and the lord of the fold
Drowsily shakes his great coat of wool.
Steals a murmur, a gurgle the woodland along,
A twitter, a warble, a ripple of song,
The sun hastens up the ethereal way,
And the fair morn dissolves in the bright beams of day.

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