B-eacon begins to rise,
E-arly in the morning light;
A-nother dusk disappears,
N-ew flame leaves the
N-ight.
A-t dawn twelfth of May,
S-hadows pass from eyes;
I-t's a beautiful daybreak,
S-unlight begins to rise.
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