DAWN. SHE night was dark, though sometimes a faint star A little while a little space made bright. Dark was the night, and like an iron bar Lay heavy on the land: till o'er the sea Slowly, within the East, there grew a light Which half was starlight, and half seemed to be The herald of a greater. The pale white Turned slowly to pale rose, and up the height Of heaven slowly climbed. The gray sea grew Rose-colored like the sky. A white gull flew Straight toward the utmost boundary of the East Where slowly the rose gathered and increased. It was as on the opening of a door |