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Famous Dayspring Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Dayspring poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous dayspring poems. These examples illustrate what a famous dayspring poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Swinburne, Algernon Charles
...that ye made you, to feed him with faith of your 
vows. 

 In the darkening and whitening 
 Abysses adored, 
 With dayspring and lightning 
 For lamp and for sword, 
God thunders in heaven, and his angels are red with the wrath of the 
Lord. 

 O my sons, O too dutiful 
 Toward Gods not of me, 
 Was not I enough beautiful? 
 Was it hard to be free? 
For behold, I am with you, am in you and of you; look forth now and 
see. 

 Lo, wing'd with world's wonders, 
 Wit...Read more of this...



by Swinburne, Algernon Charles
...whose signs denote us
As mourners clothed with regret for the life gone by;
To the waters of gloom whence winds of the dayspring float us
Goodnight and goodbye.

A time is for mourning, a season for grief to sigh;
But were we not fools and blind, by day to devote us
As thralls to the darkness, unseen of the sundawn's eye?

We have drunken of Lethe at length, we have eaten of lotus;
What hurts it us here that sorrows are born and die?
We have said to the dream that caress...Read more of this...

by Swinburne, Algernon Charles
...ildren indeed, who have sold,
O golden goddess, the light of thy face for gold?
Are they sons indeed of the sons of thy dayspring of hope,
Whose lives are in fief of an emperor, whose souls of a Pope?
Hide then thine head, O beloved; thy time is done;
Thy kingdom is broken in heaven, and blind thy sun.

What sleep is upon you, to dream she indeed shall rise,
When the hopes are dead in her heart as the tears in her eyes?
If ye sing of her dead, will she stir? if ye weep fo...Read more of this...

by Yeats, William Butler
...what he had dreamed,
Or the ambitions that he served,
Much too solemn and reserved.
Jaunting, journeying
To his own dayspring,
He unpacks the loaded pern
Of all 'twas pain or joy to learn,
Of all that he had made.
The outrageous war shall fade;
At some old winding whitethorn root
He'll practise on the shepherd's flute,
Or on the close-cropped grass
Court his shepherd lass,
Or put his heart into some game
Till daytime, playtime seem the same;
Knowledge he shall unwind
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by Cowper, William
...How bless'd Thy creature is, O God,
When with a single eye,
He views the lustre of Thy Word,
The dayspring from on high!

Through all the storms that veil the skies
And frown on earthly things,
The Sun of Righteousness he eyes,
With healing on His wings.

Struck by that light, the human heart,
A barren soil no more,
Sends the sweet smell of grace abroad,
Where serpents lurk'd before.

The soul, a dreary province once
Of Satan's dark domain,
Feel...Read more of this...



by Thompson, Francis
...lled palace,
Underneath her azured dai:s,
Quaffing, as your taintless way is,
From a chalice, lucent weeping out of the dayspring.

So it was done.
I in their delicate fellowship was one.
Drew the bolt of Nature's secrecies,
I knew all the swift importings on the wilful face of skies,
I knew how the clouds arise,
Spume d of the wild sea-snortings.
All that's born or dies,
Rose and drooped with,
Made them shapers of mine own moods, or wailful, or Divine.
Wi...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...iver, and the blue grouse thrills the cover,
 And the frozen snow betrays the panther's track,
And the robin greets the dayspring with the rapture of a lover,
 I am happy, and I'll nevermore go back.
For I know I'd just be longing for the little old log cabin,
 With the morning-glory clinging to the door,
Till I loathed the city places, cursed the care on all the faces,
 Turned my back on lazar London evermore.

So send me far from Lombard Street, and write me down a ...Read more of this...

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