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Oft when the white, still dawn lifted the skies and pushed the hills apart, I have felt it like a glory in my heart.

Edwin Markham (1899). “The Man with the Hoe: And Other Poems”, W. Briggs ; New York : Doubleday & McClure Company
Oft when the white, still dawn lifted the skies and pushed the hills apart, I have felt it like a glory in my heart.