The day is thine, remember and beware!”
And then the angel took his shining way,
On silent wings, out to the shadowy west;
And swiftly onward came the new-born day,
The priceless jewel of my angel-guest.
The birds awoke and filled the world with song,
And made my burden light the whole day long.
And now, when morning throws its early beams
In golden rays across the ocean’s floor,
And I awake from slumbering and dreams,