Dawn.
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AN angel, robed in spotless white,
Bent down and kissed the sleeping
Night.
Night woke to blush; the sprite was gone.
Men saw the blush and called it Dawn.
by Paul Laurence Dunbar
AN angel, robed in spotless white,
Bent down and kissed the sleeping
Night.
Night woke to blush; the sprite was gone.
Men saw the blush and called it Dawn.
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