Daybreak.
Yonder on fair Snowdon’s height,
Ere breaks the light,
Stars that through the darkness swim
Are sinking in the distance dim.
See! the day its spears hath hurled
From the Eastern world;
And each shaft is flaming red
As though the night had dying bled.
Matin song of skylark gay
Proclaims the day;
Fled the dragons of the dark
And quenched the firefly’s glimmering spark.
White its head now Snowdon rears,
The sun appears!
Day and brightness, lo, he brings
To pauper’s cot and hall of kings.