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I heard the city bells at morning ring,
   The eastern sky was faintly tinged with light;
The tired town in heavy sleep lay still,
   And yet I knew it was no longer night.

One, two, three, four, the bells struck one by one,
   In answering steeples that were far away;
Who could help wondering what the morn might bring,
   Who waked, like me, between the dark and day?



"At Waking" appeared in The Sword and the Pen #7, p. 1, on December 14, 1881. This volume was published in a series of ten numbers from December 7 through December 17, 1881 and thereafter sold as a bound collection for the Soldiers' Home Bazaar in Boston. This text is available courtesy of the Newberry Library.

Edited and annotated by Terry Heller, Coe College.

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