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Rise up, and do begin the day's adorning; / The Summer dark is but the dawn of day. / The last of sunset grows into the morning, / The morning calls you from the dark away. / The holy mist, the white mist of the morning, / Was wreathing upward on my lonely way. / My way was waiting for your own adorning, / That should complete the broad adornéd day.
Rise up, and do begin the day's adorning; / The little eastern clouds are dapple-gray, / There will be wind among the leaves to-day; / It is the very promise of the morning. / "Lux tua via mea." Your light's my way: / Oh, do rise up and make it perfect day.