The Birth of MornF. LeoniAn angel, robed in spotless white,Bent down and kissed the sleeping Night.Night woke to blush; the sprite was gone.Men saw the blush and called it Dawn.
← LibraryF. Leoni · songThe Birth of Mornlyrics: Paul Laurence DunbarAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongThe Birth of Mornlyrics: Paul Laurence DunbarAnˈɐnangelˈeɪndʒəl,robedɹˈəʊbdinˈɪnspotlessspˈɒtləswhitewˈaɪt,BentbˈɛntdowndˈaʊnandˈændkissedkˈɪsttheðəsleepingslˈiːpɪŋNightnˈaɪt.Nightnˈaɪtwokewˈəʊktotˈuːblushblˈʌʃ;theðəspritespɹˈaɪtwaswˈɒzgoneɡˈɒn.MenmˈɛnsawsˈɔːtheðəblushblˈʌʃandˈændcalledkˈɔːlditˈɪtDawndˈɔːn.