Sonnet 11, I woke Up from Night

I woke up from night that drifted away
With the sky morn in new colors to be,
My eyes were half waken - opening to see
How in came new dawn and arouse the day;
Like hope on its flight not dark of agley
Indeed it must rise and live for awee,
And flow with its flaming over to me
For songs of the dim won't forever stay.

Like sorrow and pain and gladness I've found,
All moods of the hours will give me a sign
Where my singing in the morning will come;
All the earth awakes and comes then around
To what's its goal and where it will aline,
We trust in these feelings fore they go numb.