A keen, insistent hint of dawn
Fell from the mountain height;
A wan, uncertain gleam betrayed
The faltering of the night.
The emphasis of silence made
The fog above the brook
Intensely pale; the trees took on
A haunted, haggard look.
Such quiet came, expectancy
Filled all the earth and sky:
Time seemed to pause a little space;
I heard a dream go by!
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