Dawn

By Francis Ledwidge

Quiet miles of golden sky,

And in my heart a sudden flower.

I want to clap my hands and cry

For Beauty in her secret bower.

Quiet golden miles of dawn—

Smiling all the East along ;

And in my heart nigh fully blown,

A little rose-bud of a song.

Probable date of writing 1916This poem taken from "Last Songs" by Francis Ledwidge, Published by Herbert Jenkins, London 1918 page 43checked and verified JS