The Dayspring Poem by John Bannister Tabb

The Dayspring



What hand with spear of light
Hath cleft the side of Night,
And from the red wound wide
Fashioned the Dawn, his bride?


Was it the deed of Death?
Nay; but of Love, that saith,
'Henceforth be Shade and Sun,
In bonds of Beauty, one.'

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