Daffodil Dawn

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Title:     Daffodil Dawn
Author: Olive Custance [More Titles by Custance]

While I slept, and dreamed of you,
Morning, like a princess, came,
All in robe of palest blue:
Stooped and gathered in that hour
From the east a golden flower,
Great and shining flower of flame . . .
Then she hastened on her way
Singing over plain and hill--
While I slept and dreamed of you
Dreams that never can come true . .
Morning at the gates of Day,
Gathered Dawn, the daffodil!

[The end]
Olive Custance's poem: Daffodil Dawn

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