Sovereign of day thou art by law divine,
None shall thy rulership or sway divide;
The dawning and the rosy morn are thine,
The busy afternoon and hot noontide.
But dusk of breezy twilight firefly-lit,
With chirp of drowsy bird and flash of dew,
And children clasping sleep while shunning it,
And midnight, with its deep, mysterious blue,—
These are the properties and appanage
Of sovereign Night, thy equal and thy foe;