Awaken Morning Old English Text
Awaken morning toot thine horn
thou bestial beauty spangles bright
beneath the watchful eyes of dawn
Bring forth thy splendor
the fresh clean scent of light
bequeath us with thy heated gown
Doth not thy pulse release
the pulse by which we human's heal?
I beg thee sun o mine,
dost not assail us with thy lack of ray
but rather hither to mine own,
and be my social grace, mainstay
unto this blessed day...
Oct 13, 2015
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