Nature
Morning
From An American Anthology, 1787–1900, ed. Edmund Clarence Stedman (1900)
Nature
Not least, 'tis ever my delight
To drink the early morning light;
To take the air upon my tongue
And taste it while the day is young.
So let my solace be the breath
Of morning, when I move to death.
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MLA
Savage, Philip Henry. “Morning.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/savage_ph/0/.
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Savage, Philip Henry. “Morning.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/savage_ph/0/.
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