{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/boo/boo41.htm","path":"cfu/boo/boo41.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/boo/boo41.htm","text":"The Book of Odes, by L. Cranmer-Byng, [1908]\nCold is the rain and cold the wind,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The cock gives dawn shrill greeting;\n But a shadow steals across the blind,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0And oh! my heart is beating.\nThe rain drives down, the wind tears past,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The cock shrills through the gloaming;\n But love is in the house at last,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0And sorrow flies his homing.\nThough the world look dark through wind and rain,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0And the dismal cock's a-crowing;\n I'll sigh no more for the nights to wane,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0And its oh! for the red dawn's glowing.\nPrinted by Hazell, Watson & Viney, Ld., London and Aylesbury","title":"The Book of Odes: Grey Dawns and Red","type":"page"}