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The wind that sighs before the dawn
Chases the gloom of night,
The curtains of the East are drawn,
And suddenly—'t is light.

Lewis Morris

The love of the Right, tho' cast down, the hate of victorious Ill,
All are sparks from the central fire of a boundless beneficent will.

Lewis Morris

Sound, jocund strains; on pipe and viol sound,
Young voices sing;
Wreathe every door with snow-white voices round,
For lo! 't is Spring!
Winter has passed with its sad funeral train,
And Love revives again.

Lewis Morris

Rest springs from strife and dissonant chords beget
Divinest harmonies.

Lewis Morris

The world still needs
Its champion as of old, and finds him still.

Lewis Morris

The passionate love of Right, the burning hate of Wrong.

Lewis Morris

Call no faith false which e'er hath brought
Relief to any laden life,
Cessation to the pain of thought,
Refreshment mid the dust of strife.

Lewis Morris

The victories of Right
Are born of strife.
There were no Day were there no Night,
Nor, without dying, Life.

Lewis Morris

To-day the many-hued anemone, Waving, expands within the rock-pools green, And swift transparent creatures of the sea Dart through the feathery sea-fronds, scarcely seen.

Lewis Morris

Lewis Morris

Lewis Morris

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Born: January 23, 1833

Died: November 12, 1907 (aged 74)

Bio: Sir Lewis Morris was a Welsh academic and politician. He was also a popular poet of the Anglo-Welsh school.

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