Louise Chandler Moulton - The New Day lyrics

When the great sun sets the glad East aflame, The lingering stars are swiftly put to flight; For Day, triumphant, overthrows the night, And mocks the lights that twinkled till he came. The waning moon retires in sudden shame; And all the air, from roseate height to height, Quivers with wings of birds, that take the light To jubilant music of one tender name. So Thou hast risen,--Thou who art my day; And every lesser light has ceased to shine. Pale stars, confronted by this dawn of thine, Like night and gloom and grief have pa**ed away; And yet my bliss I fear to call it mine, Lest fresh foes lurk with unforeseen dismay.