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<p>A Morning Song</p>
<p>You saw my window open wide,<br/>
And woke me early, sister day!<br/>
You came in all your lovely pride,<br/>
With laughing looks that I adore,<br/>
With wings of blue and grey . . .<br/>
With sunshine skirts that swept the floor,<br/>
With songs to drive night's dreams away,<br/>
You called me out to play.<br/>
And so I took you by the hand,<br/>
And found the way to fairyland . . .<br/>
With such impatient feet I climb<br/>
The ladders of delight!<br/>
For well I know that ruthless time<br/>
Turns morning moods to tears and night.</p>
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