The Morning Star
Improvement Era, vol. 2, no. 3, January 1899, p. 201
Moore, Dr.
THE MORNING STAR. SONNET. Day's fair and solitary handmaid! bright Thou lingerest long within the silent sky; When all thy sparkling kin have left thy sight, And wander'd to their palaces on high; Thou seem'st like herald sent upon his flight, To bid the morning lift his heavy eye, And give one farewell to departing night. Life wakes within the world, and from his sleep, The sun salutes the waters; on the shore The little sportive billows rise and leap. As if to kiss the sea-birds flying o'er — Their whitening bosoms sighing ’neath the steep. Dr. Moore.