Dawn

Arthur Henry Adams was a journalist and author. He started his career in New Zealand, though he spent most of it in Australia, and for a short time lived in China and London.






Far in the Eastern passage-way a sudden light;
 The stone that blocked the sepulchre is backward rolled;
 And down into the fÅ“tid, stifling vault of Night
 The naked corpse of Dawn is lowered, grey and cold.

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