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William Blake - To MorningWilliam Blake - To Morning
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O holy virgin! clad in purest white, Unlock heav`n`s golden gates, and issue forth; Awake the dawn that sleeps in heaven; let light Rise from the chambers of the east, and bring The honey`d dew that cometh on waking day. O radiant morning, salute the sun Rous`d like a huntsman to the chase, and with Thy buskin`d feet appear upon our hills.
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