dawn
Quiet limit
It begins
Autumnal
To him whose elastic and vigorous thought keeps pace with the sun, the day is a perpetual morning.
It matters not what the clocks say or the attitudes and labors of men. Morning is when I am awake and there is a dawn in me.
Vestment
To prepare for the dawn, garb yourself in plush.
ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς
(That’s “rosy-fingered Dawn” to you.)
Wake!
For the Sun, who scattered into flight
The Stars before him from the Field of Night,
. . . Drives Night along with them from Heav’n, and strikes
The Sultán’s Turret with a Shaft of Light.
Shortly before the equinox
7:57 AM
8:01 AM