Veils of Morning



And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.

-William Butler Yeats (1865-1939),
The Lake Isle of Innisfree







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