Marsh Hymns, Between Dawn And Sunrise
Sidney Lanier
Were silver pink, and had a soul, Which soul were shy, which shyness might A visible influence be, and roll Through heaven and earth—’twere thou, O light! O rhapsody of the wraith of red, O blush but yet in prophecy, O sun-hint that hath overspread Sky, marsh, my soul, and yonder sail.
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